In the parking lot, I could tell he was sad the night was over. I asked him if he wanted to smoke a joint at our place, and have a few more drinks. He... was extremely happy and followed us home. When we got to our place, I went into the bedroom to get into something more comfortable. Andrea was sitting next to John on our couch, and had her hand in his pants. I brought out the jay, and we smoked it while Andrea snuggled with John and played with his cock in his pants. I went into the kitchen to. And I honestly think it’s going to get worse and worse as time goes on. We need more parents like my friend Melanie’s than like most of ours.”“What’s special about them?” Julia asked.“They treated Melanie like an adult, were open about sex and relationships, and let her make her own decisions. That’s more or less what I plan to do with my kids.”“Isn’t that really risky?” Dave asked.“Yes, indeed. Melanie tried to kill herself at one point. But you know what? I don’t think what she did was. The men and women in blue are never backward in pointing out any errors, as they see them, in my books. On the other hand they are fulsome in their complements when they feel that it is deserved. The feed-back is generally more positive than negative. I thought, for want of evidence to the contrary, that I was happy right up until the wheels fell off my life. I had been married for three years to Melissa who I met at a book signing in one of the more prestigious book stores in Manhattan. She. Mommy set a bowl of cereal in front of me, not noticing how difficult it was for me to reach it or scoot up to the table.Daddy was probably the handsomest man I’d ever met. Maybe I was being unfair to other boys, but I still wished that, if my secret lover couldn’t marry me, I could find one that looked like Daddy. Mommy was very, very pretty, and didn’t look old at all. In fact, I thought she looked WAY better than those skinny girls parading around at the high school. She’d had my big s*s.