I went through the master bedroom and into the bathroom where Cameron and I had showered together just last night. I found Cameron standing there sway...ing front to back trying to hold back his piss and I couldn't help but laugh a little.I grabbed Cameron gently by the arm and stepped into the shower."Can I pee yet?" he asked me with obvious discomfort in his face."Hold up just a sec you can pee but you can't use your hands or take off your pants." So you want me to pee my pants? But what will I. "Merry Christmas," I whispered to myself as it hit me.I looked at the empty place in the bed next to me. Jerry wasn't here to share the holiday with me, as he'd been every year since we were married, and that was a little sad. But we'd had a good and loving life together, created and raised two wonderful children together, and the week with Mike had given me hope that someday, I might have someone to share Christmases with again.I wouldn't be seeing Jenny and Jeff, but I'd talked to them the. Olivia did no such thing. “There’s not that many of those.” she pointed out.“I find my fair share. So, yes, you’re attractive to me. I’m not looking for a girlfriend though, I just ... I just want you.” Phil was sure this was what every guy his age didn’t want to say to every girl his age the proverbial fuckboy was stringing along, and to be honest, this moment of self-reflection kind of frightened him. He knew everything he was saying was uncomfortably true - not just for her, but for an. That would have been even more embarrassing than telling her what I did with Tommy.My next surprise came when after a few breathless minutes my daughter exclaimed, "Fuck me! That was ... that was hot! You aren't making that up are you?!"I smiled and shook my head."And he's coming here tomorrow?"I nodded.There was another long pause before she asked, "How does dad feel about that, about all that?" It's complicated. I'm not comfortable talking to you about that. I can only say that he isn't upset.