Don had a very rare terminal disease. It struck one in ten million. No one knew what triggered it or what the source could be. The most devastating co...ment was that there was no cure. Don life expectancy was eighteen months to two years. There would be no noticeable changes when it happened, the organs just stops working causing immediate death. My son had been given a death sentence at fifteen years old. He further explained that there were similar diseases with medications that should work on. His eyes took in Anne admiring her figure in the bikini not bothering that I was sitting next to her. An hour later he was sitting enjoying a meal with us admitting he didn't have a great choice of food himself, he also happily enjoyed the free beer that went with the meal.Apart from surfing he could also sing and play the guitar and flirt like hell with females without insulting their partners. Rod was a great guy to be around it wasn't a surprise to see he had a huge erection in his board. Conceited. Overbearing. Foolish. Convinced of their own wisdom and righteousness in spite of all evidence.‘By the time I’m done, none of you will be “like God” ever again.’The door to Helen’s quarters creaked open and Jessica stepped through. Dirty clothes. Body odor. Untouched food spoiling on a table near her bedside. Jessica almost gagged as she made her way to the center of the room. She covered her mouth and nose, standing still as she let herself acclimate to the squalid conditions.“Oh. " You know that's not true. I never wanted to hurt you. You always laughedalong with me."She pinches my nipples again. "Don't lie to me faggot. You always want thekids to laugh at me so you appear to be better." Not true." She pulls my nipple harder and I gasp "owww!" Seventeen years I take this shit and then I find out that you're a fuckinggirl yourself. Fucking little coward. You're the one wearing the corselette.I'm going to leave you and get myself a real man. A man who I couldn't putinto a.