“Hi Firecracker. Horny?”“Always, but uncertain.”“That doesn’t sound like you.”“Just wondering if my old profligate ways have completel... gone.”“Wondering if you’re going to suck off the producer?”“Of course. It’s like a smoker trying to quit after having a nice meal and finishing it off with a cognac.”“I suppose it is. What was the main thing that changed?”“I don’t know if I suddenly got moral or just wanted to be exclusive with those I love.”“You’ve always been moral.”“If you say so. It just. Earl said that he and his friends had planned to rent a boat and go water-skiing, and that his buddies had probably already gone to rent it. He told me he'd go find them and hook up with me later. I told him that my wife had probably gotten too much sun and was no doubt in our room lying down. She was lying down, all right, but not the way I thought. As I started to go through the sliding door from the pool, I couldn't believe what I heard Andre telling my wife. He said that she was going to. .No I'm not sleeping, fuck! I really have tits!I stand, I almost fall, the bed is taller, I'm searchingfor the interrupter to light the room, I can't find it. Idespair, I walk, I crush in something, a voice, a girlvoice, somebody is here with me, I can't keep my balance,fuck! I'm gonna fall...The voice, talking to me, a hand in my face, slapping,fuck! Someone is beating me. The dream, the tits, the bigtits. Oh yeah! I must have fainted, and dreamed. The voicekeeps sounding, I try to open my. I fished out my tape from the gear bag—been meaning to do this for a couple of weeks now. After a sec, I kinda loudly exclaim “fuck”, and walk back to the living room. Dad smirking, says “so what did you get”? I flash a big proud smile and proclaim “six an a half around---and my head is 7”. Dad gets a look of astonishment on his face, and softly utters “You dick head is 7” around”? Proudly I come back with “Ya—big shroom—prolly ozzing juice right now. Here—check it out”.I hook my left thumb in.