I just figured that after your problem the other night you might not want to be bothered for a while.”“Damn John you are one sweet guy. I apprecia...e you more and more. But you seem to over estimate the impact of that night on me. Sure it pissed me off and it hurt that Billy didn’t give a shit about me. But the sex didn’t cause me any serious problems. Maybe I shouldn’t admit this but the truth is I loved getting fucked by so many guys. I guess that makes me look pretty bad in your eyes huh. "Honey, I have something to show you. We'll ask Dad about it later." I gave her a wicked grin like she gave me earlier, she looked stunned, but recovered quickly."What about Ray?"Mom laughed at her. "Don't worry, I've been waiting seventeen years to have a baby to care for again. Let an old woman have some fun." Dad and I almost simultaneously said "You're not an old woman" and we all laughed.Angie and I went upstairs and I let her lead. She headed for my room, but I ducked into Yvette's old. They also showed me some Adult Magazine, with men and women, both having thick Bushes around their genitals. I started looking at Girls and Women’s as Sex Objects and used to ogle at them. Be it, in Magazines or in Real. I had started watching magazines like Penthouse, Mayfair, Human Digest, Debonair and many other such magazines ; Exploring all possibilities of Watching any Adult stuff. Be it Magazines, Adult Movies at Friends place, and Endless Hot chats with Friends. As a young boy I recall. I turned around and tried to comfort her. “Hey mom, what happened?” I said, facing her. But she wouldn’t stop crying. SO, I tried putting my arm around her to comfort her, and she let it bawl. She told me how she understood that dad’s death had affected me badly, but also I needed to pull myself together and work hard at college in order to get good grades. “And I also know that your mind is wandering to all the wrong places” she said.I just gave her a confused look. “I know how you look at me.