The way it began was kind of unusual. My name is Phillip, I'm eighteen, and I live with my mum, who's in her late forties. One day I was in my room, completely naked, in the process of getting dressed. I was standing in the middle of the room, dick hanging out in the open for anyone who came in to see, when the door suddenly opened, and my mum came in with a basket of laundry. Immediately I blurted out, "Jesus, Mum, knock...