How on earth do you last that long without…y'know…ejaculating?" "I dunno, I just sort of stop for a little while when I feel it building" "I see. ...So what exactly do you…think about when your…tugging it?" We both giggled at the use of that phrase but I could tell that mom was genuinely curious. "Mom, I don't know if we should be talking abou-" "It's OK honey" Mom assured me with a smile "I won't freak out. We need to get to the bottom of this so tell me honestly" "Well honestly Mom I think. "I understand."They were silent, sipping coffee, looking uncomfortably around them. Then they talked for a while about little things. Brandi's new husband was not a body builder. He was nice, good-looking, had a good job, wanted kids. She came only rarely when he... made love to her."Why do you call it that?" Laura asked."I've always been taught to call it that," Brandi smiled."What was what you and I did?" Just fucking," Brandi said, under her breath. "Just hot, deliriously exciting,. In the frosty early morning, I awoke and found that Ron was missing, but he had just gone to piss and to see how his dad was doing. His dad was snoring away, and so of course we cuddled more in the double sleeping bag, and soon enjoyed each other’s hot bodies again. ‘It was funny to find a Playboy tucked in the bag that I was in. It turned out that Mick had brought it along. After our first orgasm of the morning, Ron and I had fun flipping the pages in it, while I asked about which guys he knew. Right. I mean, okay. Yes, I’ll work. I did give an estimated timeline, after all, and it doesn’t look good if I’m nowhere close to it.” Sigh... “Well, good. Unfortunately, it gets worse ... and I hope you’re ready for this, because I’m sure not. Sunday night, you’re invited to dinner.”No. “I ... but...”“No buts. If you’re struggling — and I know you are — just think about how hard it will be for me. But you have to do this. I know it, and so do you. It’s part of the price, or the penance, or.