We stretched our legs, and I wandered off to the bathroom. Dad followed. Oh no.
He talks to people at urinals.
"So, you doing okay with the girls on your lap, Orrin?"
I breathed, trying to relax enough to pee. My near-orgasm had faded, but it was really difficult to pee with an erection. "Fine, Dad. They don't weigh much, any of them. I could carry them around and hardly notice."
He laughed, and I could hear him peeing, "Yeah, that's probably true, as big as you are. They probably would've conscripted you for the football team if your mom hadn't homeschooled you." He cleared his throat. "Speaking of your Mom, was she in your lap, like that? In her underwear?"
I sighed, finished peeing, and used the time spent flushing to think through my answer. My erection finally started deflating.
