A Rough Day at the Beach
Beach Taking a break from the nasty porn, the twisted chat rooms, and the obsessive masturbating, I decided to do something healthy and venture outside for a change and to take my son to the lake. “Are you about ready to go?” I asked my son Danny as I threw the few things I needed into a large shoulder bag for our day on the beach. “Yeah, I’m ready.” “Really! Did you get yourself a towel? Your Batman beach towel is in the hall closet. Hurry up, I want to get going. “Okay, okay, I’ll get it.” “I knew you weren’t ready. Hey, I hope you’re not going to be embarrassed to be seen at the lake with your old mom.” “What are you talking about, you’re not old, and why would I be embarrassed?” …