I grew up with a loving and affectionate mother, but an absentee father. Dad worked all the time, and most of it involved travel. I didn’t learn that he had cancer until after he died. I was eighteen years old at the time. Fortunately, he had a very good life insurance policy and had invested wisely. He left Mom and me independently wealthy. My mother was thirty-six, twenty years younger than my father when he passed. Bec...

The morning after my “sixty-nine” lesson, Mom told me she was feeling guilty. “Honey, I don’t know what got into me. Masturbating is one thing. Even doing it together. Maybe not every mother does it with her son. But, my goodness, I never dreamed my son would be licking my vagina while I sucked on his penis. That’s just wrong. I’m a terrible mother.” She dropped her head. “Mom, please don’t feel that way. You’re a wonderf...

I’m married and we have two houses. One is in a suburb of Chicago and the other is on a lake in Wisconsin. When we first bought it, we went frequently. We became friends with the only neighbors, Jim and Barb. We had a good time with them, but after two years, it became clear that their marriage was on the rocks. Shortly, they got a divorce. After that, the three of us would get together, but it wasn’t the same. Jim is a t...