He'd got these tracksuit bottoms on, because the elasticated waist made iteasier to get them up and down. He said he hadn't been able so , since the ...njury, and this was four weeks. He was getting hard in the tracksuit bottoms, and I could see it moving. He was blushing badly. He tried to hide it without appearing too obvious. I just stared , and grinned"Don't get so embarrassed" I teased "I've seen cocks before" "Not mine you haven't" he groanedWe had another drink and I managed to change. And they were good. Now I understand as well as anyone the law of diminishing returns. It affects us all. And it started to have its effect on our conversations. At first, the rekindled memories would stimulate me for days. After time, these conversations would almost fail to get a rise out of me. Once youve experienced something, to talk about it, well, its just not the same. Our messages got to a point where they were becoming anticlimactic. They tapered off, and finally ceased altogether.. " She shouted.I edged myself out of the tank and stood in front of her. For a moment she looked at my soaked body... water dripping from my body... her eyes roamed between my thighs where my semi erect cock was proudly jutting from my thick thatch... belying my claim of being innocent. Her eyes wavered a little, and she looked in another direction.I slowly walked towards the cabin. I met Mansi halfway... who had put back her clothes. Without looking at mother or me, she hurried towards the. Here they come now.”Before I could greet them myself, Suzi’s dad exclaimed, “Charles! I didn’t know you were Tim’s father! Well, I’ll be. How’s...”Suzi and I looked at each other. Her dad had known. We moved closer to listen.“ ... and that Greek goblet was an absolute hit. It fetched over ten grand! You wouldn’t believe how many people bid on that one.”My father said, “Really? Well, I have another twelve in storage. The one I donated to you was a last moment kind of thing. I suppose I let my.