Its a boday need u r boday also need this,.. Don’t u do it?” now I became a bit free I noded my head “ya”She said “then what’s wrong if yo...ur mom doing it….?”“I am not having any affair out side”Same time I started “mom why u not said this to me now I have to look after this house so I will give u this thing”“I understood yours problem mom and I don’t want you to became sad I will like to give all this happiness again I want to be man of this house”I muttered all in one line without taking any. Had I known then that he was trying to see me naked, I would have been more than embarrassed. I would have felt uncomfortable. I would have confronted him, perhaps, and had a talk with him about the birds and the bees. Maybe I would have even taken him to see a professional, a psychologist. Only, in the way that I'm sexually feeling and thinking about my son now, I'm the one who needs the psychiatrist. Once I started feeling a sexual attraction to my son, once I started fantasizing about making. “A pint,” Alfred answered.I raised my pointer finger to her, and she winked back.“Two pints,” Alfred amended, understanding my order. “Jack, how about a sandwich too?”“We have pigeon or fowl,” she answered.“The game bird,” Alfred responded.“Right.” She spun and gave a bit of a sway to her hips, retreating through a door beside the bar.Ever since we’d walked through the low streets of Dundee, I’d had a feeling Alfred was on a mission. He wasn’t his normal cheery personality. Something was. ..uh...compensations." I continued, "George is a decent guy, a hard worker and a can be lot of fun. I'm comfortable with him. He's not much in bed, but how many are? My guess is Phil is pretty much the same. Do you really want to get divorced again and start all over? I sure didn't. What guarantee would you have that the next one would be any better or, God forbid, worse? You're pushing 30 dear and still in good shape, but have you checked out the competition?" I nodded toward a couple of.