Minding OthersChapter 9
Mother threw away her vial of boner retardant the next day. Whatever it was, it certainly had a lasting impact. Maybe mother had been a little too eager to teach her son a lesson, or maybe I shouldn't have taken another slice of extra special tasting cake. Both probably conspired to keep my penis soft until the following weekend. I didn't really mind. For one thing, I didn't have to worry about Lynn or Shell. And even Rodney fell in line as tensions lessened around the house. Our sisters...