Not so much the problem but what I had to do to fix it. Fix as in manage as there was no real cure for what I had according to the Doctor. Honest to G...od, I thought Mom was going to blow a gasket when the Doc explained the reasons for her diagnosis based on the results of my tests,Even my ball sack was surprised.The lights changed and we headed for home as I sat there wondering what the heck was going to happen next. Now that those two weeks were over, being masturbated by Mom was, I presumed, a. I am considerably bigger than Lance in both height and weight. I had continued both cardio and weight training long after my college football days were over. Considering my age, I was in much better shape than most of the younger guys who trained at my health club. I am close to 6’3” tall, weighed about 240 lbs. but have a thirty inch waist.“What’s your problem?” he barked at me.I simply stated in a very calm matter of fact voice that I agreed with Beth, maybe it was time to go. I offered to. I looked along the causeway that the road shared with the narrow gauge railway that once hauled slates down from the Ffestiniog quarries to the coast and now hauled tourists. There wasn't another car in sight.I drove on across the Cob and through Porthmadog, past Criccieth with its castle overlooking Tremadog Bay. It seemed like I was heading off the edge of the country. I knew the Kalinin was in exile from Kushtia, I hadn't realised he been exiled quite as far as he had.The sign by the side of. I had visions of finding Beth bent over her desk and Trishfinger fucking her. But I guess I was the only one thinking nastythoughts. Beth and Trish acted like nothing had changed between them. Maybeit was just a dream.My sleep patterns became restless. I kept having visions of Beth submittingto Trish. Neither had given me any reason to believe they were having anaffair. I never saw Beth's car back at Trish's and her social schedule hadnot changed. We still went out on Fridays and I usually.