School Boy Fantasies…

My twelve-year-old son just made a rather exciting discovery. As he flipped through the pages of a catalog that arrived in our mailbox, he gasped in wonder and amazement.

Every now and then he’d whisper, “WHAT?!

At one point he turned to me and asked, “Does this always just come in the mail?”

“Yeah,” I answered.

“And you never showed it to me before?!” he asked in an accusatory voice.

And with that he said, “Goodnight, I’m going to my room. Is it ok if I take this to bed with me?”

Sure, kid. Go crazy!