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Aunt Mary got dementia and started telling stories.
Dementia shows up in many different ways. Some, like my mother, just began forgetting things. She went through a spell where she got angry all the time. Towards the end of her life, she went the opposite direction and got really touchy-feely and would hug for an uncomfortable time whenever you arrived or departed. When my mother’s sister, Aunt Mary got dementia, she completely lost her filter and took great pleasure in telling inappropriate family secrets to anyone who would listen. Fortunately, both my parents had passed by the time Mary lost her mind and began revealing their secret sex life to me. As one of her primary caregivers, Mary relished telling me what she knew and did so repeatedly. She would talk about how my father had a very small penis. She would chuckle and hold her fingers to show that it was only two inches when fully erect. She said that she was surprised that they were able to conceive children. Mary then told me that because my father could not satisfy my mother sexually, my father gave her permission to have sex with one of our neighbors. She took great pride in telling me that it was a black man with a big dick. Mary said that my mom always had a thing for black men and only married my father because it wasn’t socially acceptable to date black men back in the 1950s. Mary said that her dad, my grandfather, would have disowned my mom if he had known that my mom lost her virginity to a black boy in high school.
I would like to believe that what she said was not true, but everything she said was quite plausible or even verifiable. When my dad was in hospice at home, I had seen my dad naked. I knew that he had a small penis but assumed that it was from all the medication he was taking. I also remembered Henry, the black man that lived behind us. I knew that Henry was never married and that he spent a lot of time at our house. My mom would always make an extra plate at dinner and have one of us kids take it over to him. Henry even coached my little league team when I was growing up and was always present at all of my significant life events. We even joked about him being our second dad. Thinking back now, I believe that my mom was closer emotionally to Henry than my dad. Mary told me that after I went to college, Henry moved into her bedroom and my dad slept in the guest room. I believe that was true as well. I recalled one time, when I came home unexpectedly from college in the middle of the night. It was a little embarrassing but, I remembered hearing what I assumed were my parents having sex in their bedroom. Rather than interrupt them, I didn’t tell anyone I was home and went straight to my room. In the morning, I thought it was odd that my dad was sleeping in the guest room and how shocked he was when he saw me. Almost immediately, he ran to his bedroom, even before saying hello. I realize now that he was just warning Henry and my mom that I was home. They are all gone now, including mad Mary. It is interesting to view pictures of my dad, my mom and Henry. Whatever the nature of their relationship, I know they were happy together.
My grandpa had dementia and couldn't keep his hands to himself. He felt up the home care nurses. He felt up my mom. Everyone brushed it off. My girlfriend and I would visit a lot before he moved into a home. He got touchy with her 3 times and she admitted how she liked it and let him. She said he would grope her all aggressively and then she'd eventually stop him. She told me the last time he did that to her he got far enough to put a finger in her ass before she stopped him. She said she was embarrassed by how horny it made her. She confessed she doesn't know how far it would've gone if she was alone with him. She's so naughty haha
So your mom liked big black cocks good for her