Amanda thinks her mother is a riot.Lisa, well did you know there is a professional softball team? Well there is and they are scouting her. But she wan...ts to try for the Olympics. I say go for it no matter what. Guess I will have to get the expanded cable package to see my little girl play in the big leagues.Lane is doing well. Studying some biological computer thing at MIT. Kelly and Kathy graduate from high school this year. I never had to worry about boys with Lisa after our talk all those. I swung the top half of the toilet up and over and looked inside. The upper half, of course, was the underside of the funnel, now pointing upward. The bottom half was lined with white plastic, and had a drain pointing into that other Tupperware tub under the toilet section.My heart pounded. I even felt myself getting moist down there.I sat in the middle of the platform directly over the hole. Then I stood. I opened the hinged stockades where my ankles would go, then I sat again. I lay back and. I stroked him, feeling each eruption splattering my face. I loved it, my pussy clenching. Something almost like an orgasm rippled through my body. Juices soaked my thighs. I felt amazing. This rush of bliss washed through my flesh.“Yes, yes, coat her face!” groaned Mom. She peered over his shoulder. Her eyes were burning hot as she stared down at me. “Ooh, you coated her. So much passion, Mr. Coburn. Mmm, what a man you are. You drenched her.”“Jesus, I did,” he groaned, staring down at me. The. ”“We’ve discussed this before,” I said. “It’s a tough problem to solve. Self-regulation creates moral hazard. Outside regulation by clueless politicians or, worse, fighting it out in court, means everyone loses. I suppose I’d start with malpractice reform. Claims only succeed when negligence or bad judgment can be proved. But how do you know what ‘bad’ judgment is? It’s a conundrum.”“Yes, and so we struggle with a horribly flawed system, and try to make small changes around the edges. Some.