"My left arm and shoulder, as well as my right leg. I think it's broken." I said with a sob.He reached out and starting from neck, he felt his way dow...n my arm. It didn't feel broken but it sure brought tears to my eye it hurt so much. Then he moved to check out my leg. He started just above the knee and worked his way down. He was half way down the calf when he gave a curse and said, "Leg's broke. However it's not too badly out of alignment. I can but it back but you won't be able to walk for. If it is both, I think the Swahili should have it,’ said one of the Elders, again prompting laughter. ‘We must decide which of our people will get the child,’ said Jomo. ‘When the time comes, I think Jomo and Singing Badger should fight to the death to decide,’ joked another, this time to the biggest laugh of all. ‘I propose that if it is a girl, it will live with the Kikuyu,’ reasoned Jomo, ‘Girls make good traders.’ ‘That would be acceptable,’ said Singing Badger, ‘and if it is a boy it will. I was perfectly happy to end my diving career with just the one dive. The problem was now that I was forbidden to dive from the tower; the idea of diving took on a totally new aspect. It was FORBIDDEN. One of the things so many of us discover in our youth, quite often the things we are forbidden to do are often the most fun/exciting. Now that diving off the tower was forbidden, I had to do it again.There were a couple of more dives when I was positive my dad was not around. One day my next door. This wasn't a one or two shot eruption, it was six or seven really full loads that were streams of sperm, not little droplets.I was mortified, mom began laughing so hard she sat on the floor. There was my mom, with these strange juices all over her face and neck, still holding my dick when my dad and both sisters came to the bathroom to see what was happening.My sisters were confused, as they didn't understand the slop over mom's face and neck. They only saw their mother washing their bother's.