Hershel is sitting in his study, enjoying a cup of freshly brewed tea and a history journal. His phone suddenly rings. He picks up the reciever.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Prof? Senior?" A faint voice said on the other end. Hershel recognized it immediately to be his daughter-in-law.

"Oh Lucy! How nice to hear from you!"

"Oh well thanks, Prof! I was wondering if you could answer a question I had."

"Well of course!" the Professor beamed. "How could I refuse the request of my son's wife?"

"Well, thanks, Prof!" Lucy responded, very releaved. "My question is this: you know how Prof...Junior...can sometimes get...well, you know..."

"Yes," he responded sternly. "What of it?"

"Well." Lucy quivered, "when he does, he occasionally wants..."

"...Wants what?"

"...He wants to..." Her voice trails off.

"Yes?"

"He wants anal!" she blurts out.

"Oh."

"And not just your average 'oh i want your tight opening around me' anal. His version is 48 minutes of his hung dick ravaging my ass! I can't walk straight for the rest of the day after he's done!"

"And what's your issue, my dear?"

"...I love it..."

"That's not an issue, Lucy."

"Well, I guess it's a very intense session and I wanted to know if that was normal?"

"Of course it is! It's how Alfendi shows his love toward people."

"By putting it in my butt?"

"Yes!" Hershel responded happily. "My dear Lucy, if there is anything you should have learned about my son, its that he has never had a girlfriend, never been with a woman, never had a female in his life. As such, he has been pent up for 2 years."

"Oh..."

"In addition to that, he has a sex drive only matched by his father."

"Oh...!"

"He means well, but sometimes he can get carried away. You know this better than anyone else."

"True. His interigation technique can very very similar."

"Exactly! So the answer to your problem is simple: Just let it happen."

"Let it happen?"

"Let it happen, dear. Let him run his course. Those 48 minutes are the best minutes of your day, right?"

"Oh, no doubt!"

"Exactly! So, my lovable daughter-in-law, the next time Alfendi turns back to his old self, take my advice...man up, and let him make you his bitch."

"Oh, uhm, okay!"

"And why not just keep a small bottle of lube on you at all times. Use it when you feel the need. Even Emmy does that."

"Okay! I can manage that! Thanks, Prof! Senior."

"You're welcome, Lucy. Now run along! Enjoy the young love you two have!"

Before Lucy can hang up the phone, she hears Hershel begin to talk to some on the other end. She decides to keep listening.

"Now where were we...ah yes...oh yes...oh, that's it...almost there...just a few more...almost...OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh...ohhh my...that was a big one...how was it for you, Emmy?"

Lucy face turns beet red with embarrassment. She immediately hangs up, realizing what she has just heard. Suddenly, Alfendi enters the room.

"Oh, hello, Lucy!" Alfendi beams. "Any ideas on what to get my father for his birthday?"

"How about flavored condoms?" Lucy asks.

"Hmm...I suppose we are all adults...what made you think of that?"

"Oh, nothing. Just an idea I've been throbbing about-THROATING ABOUT-I MEAN THINKING ABOUT!" Lucy awkwardly smiles.

"...o-kay...I'll see what flavors they have...I love you..." Alfendi slowly backs himself out of the room and closes the door.

Lucy breathes a sigh of relief and turns on the computer. After a few clicks, she begins reading the page and thinking out loud to herself.

"Water-based or silicon-based?"

THE END