But living together in such an intimate little place like that opened up a whole new world for me at least.It all started innocently at first. It was...the summer before my senior year in HS, I used to stay up late on the sofa watching HBO and Showtime until I fell asleep. On a Saturday morning, I woke up as mom was fixing breakfast. I had never looked upon my mom in a sexual nature before, but as I lay there I couldn't help but notice how transparent her gown was as the sun shone through the. But our hundred acres of ugly was the largest parcel of land we couldhave bought with the chunk of money Grandpa Gerhardt had left us. Andit had a tiny brook and a smattering of small game on it, which wouldbe useful when the total collapse of civilization came. Or some suchmalarky...But mostly I think my folks were just glad that we would be twelvemiles from the nearest neighbors instead of twelve feet. That our weirdand quarrelsome family would no longer be the topic of trailer parkgossip.Our. “Okay, I’m gonna take these off then.” I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shorts. I immediately realized that my tight blue shirt was not long enough to cover my entire butt. I just stood there in shock at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my smooth white ass covered before I could react by pulling my shirt down to almost cover the rest of my ass. “UUmm Mr. Thomas, I think I have underestimated the length of this shirt.” I turned my ahead around and thought I. He is soon going to need to get them back on the pearl training, but what he wants to request from her next might be a bit difficult for her to understand and do for him. So tonight, they will just relax reading more together.“If that is what you would enjoy, sir,” Emma responds. And they are back into the ‘sir’ not ‘Donald’ world again.Donald gets the diary and as she snuggles next to him on the couch he opens to the next entry. Friday, May 3, 1974I do not know how I have made it through.