“Sure, why not. I’ll prepare dinner. Help me hook up my laptop to the TV, Gav.” Getting off the sofa, I head over to the fridge and look through... the contents. My parent left for a week of vacation, so they managed to stock up some groceries to help me tide over the week. I grabbed a pre-cooked bowl of Bolognese sauce and some cheese, opening the meat compartment I grabbed another bowl of minced meat and put them out to thaw. Setting a pot of water on the stove I started the fire and began. Thanks for the ride."Not a word from my apprentice flagellant about our mutual masturbation session."Any time, Kid."At breakfast the next morning, Marcie asked, "Can you help me with something, Daddy?" Anything, Kiddo."She straddled my lap, opening her robe in the process and asked, "The school nurse was telling us how to test ourselves for breast cancer, but I'm not sure I'm doing it right. Will you check it for me? I don't want to get cancer." Well, just let Dr. Dad check those puppies out.. It wasn't until I got older,learned a few things, that I began to understand."Denise continued staring. She didn't speak, nod, or even mutterinarticulate things that would have encouraged this discussion.Melissa took another deep breath, feeling it shudder in her chest."There was a mistake, or something, but I should have been a girl, nota boy!" Melissa felt a weight lift from her. She knew that this washardly news to her mother, but even still, it was the first time thatshe had come out and. I didn’t realize how much work it was going to take to get things going though. Eventually we started making out and I was getting quite worked up and really felt the desire to get down to business. I don’t have to worry about getting knocked up but then it dawned on me that I don’t know Oronjelo very well so we didn’t go much father on the first night.But this only made things more heated as each time we met, the tension was greater than the time before. I finally started to sense the same.