I expect simple behaviours here. Friendship, and love. Any advice should be from the perspective of the person asking, not the person giving! We have had to make new membership moderated to combat the huge number of spammers who register
First chapter of this story reminds me of a time I was drawing a bath at about that age. At the EXACT INSTANT of orgasm my mother knocked on the bathroom door complaining about how much water I was using. I groaned out a "whaaattt?" Even though she couldn't see anything, she was two feet away on the other side of the door while I pumped boy juice onto my abdomen. OMFG...years later I'm still weirded out about that.