All of a sudden, I heard Mom's phone ringing. It was near us. I could see on the screen that the area code was from Montana and assumed that it was Dad. I had a deviant idea; I picked up the phone and, while continuing to ram my organ in and out of her, I answered, "Hi Dad. Where are you calling from?"

He said, "I am staying at the Holiday Inn in Billings, Montana. You sound funny. Is Mom there?"

"She is busy right now and cannot talk."

"How are you guys getting along? Do you spend some time with Mom, or you are out with your friends much...