Another pulp novel from the golden age of porn shops  BEE-1194
JACKIE'S FAMILY LESSONS! by Sandy Bennett   I couldn't wait any
longer. My bladder was bursting and my father was in the
bathroom, halfway through Rigoletto. "Daddy, please get out of
the shower so I can use the toilet!" I cried. Both my hands
pressed into my crotch to hold back the flood and I trampled
about in agony.  "Can't you wait another minute?" Dad loved his
showers so much that my mother suspected him of having an affair
with the nozzle.  "I have to pee right now!" I cried out. "Just
come out for a moment, I won't be long."  "Oh, what the hell,
come on in and do it, I'll turn my back," he said. That made
sense. After all, he was my father and he'd seen me do
everything at one time or another. Now that I was eighteen that
familiarity had long passed away, of course, but under the
circumstances it was necessary to recapture it. I pushed the
door open and walked into the steam-filled room to make my way
toward the toilet. So desperate was my