Bobby s Bed
I guess that no one really thinks about their c***dren beingsexual individuals until they move away and start a family of theirown. That's pretty much the way I thought about Bobby, my son, untilone day, when I was taking his bed clothes in order to do the laundry, and found a reallylarge cum stain on his sheet. I looked at the sheet closely at first, wondering what the stainwas. Then, I thought back just a few years, and remembered stains likethat from my older brothers' beds, my bed,...