‘Whatever’s the matter?’ ‘Nothing!’ The snarl showed Peter could barely be civil. ‘Is it me?’ Peter could only shake his head. ‘Oh for... Christ’s sake, why would anything you do affect me? No, of course not, you just have dates with any old person while I just don’t count. Whatever could be the matter with me?’ Unchecked, his anger rose unbidden to the surface. He knew he was being objectionable but he couldn’t help himself. Although his two fathers’ words about being a control freak echoed in. ..Two huge men who must work for Jennifer (from the way they talk) run up. One of them asks about the explosions so I inform them, "That was the second explosion and created the crater beside the gurney."The other one asks, "Well what the hell was the first explosion?"I look down, begin to cry and walk away from the group. It should have been me and not Byron who was killed in the first explosion. I hear Maria answer as I leave...I can't believe how we're wasting time again! Matt and Jim are. She brought me downstairs and we entered my room. She slowly put me on my bed and razed me pant leg up to take a closer look at my knee. Of course it was not scratched or anything but I told her it hurts like hell, and the best part is SHE BELIVED ME! So she went up stairs and had a word with dad. She later came back downstairs and told me what was going to happen. “Ok young man this is what’s going to happen, your aunt Chrissie has an elbow injury so she won’t be going up north with the rest. I don’t mean to go too much into detail but I basically grew up watching his cock. I had seen it both flaccid and erect and I always thought it was cute. He would walk naked around the house on purpose just so I could see it. When I was 12 I found out about masturbation I asked him how guys did it and he masturbated in front of me. He had seen me naked a few times as well and we both acted like there was nothing wrong with it, though we both knew that we enjoyed seeing each other. He grew.