I was taking a shower with three other men, all related to me and all of different generations. Two of them had boxer briefs like mine, and the one who had some other kind of underwear got made fun of. I was the one who initiated taking the underwear off in the shower. I started to get a hard on but the scene changed. I was with Kate in a bathtub. We were having an intimate conversation and I was listening to her but also idly thinking that I probably should have married her. She was sometimes in the tub with me and sometimes lying catlike on the wide raised tiled platform above the tub. Ann's brother Jamie was there at first, but we weren't really including him in the talk, plus I was still having the hard on and I was pressing it against Kate. Jamie seemed to be jealous, and kept coming and going and finally started cleaning the tub with a broom. I said, in a voice more obviously irritated than I had intended, Can you do that some other time, man? He said okay and left, but came back soon with some other pretense. I said, Look, we're trying to have a private thing here. He finally quit bugging us and Kate, in the tub, said, That's one for you, one for your mom, and zero for