The story so far:
The Tension was always high in the Lambert household. Accusatory stares were the most common form of interaction, for there was one great incident that no one dared to speak about. Although, Henry thought an old dog could not learn new tricks, there was a time a time he defied this logic.
For all of his ailments, Henry was still a very active and energetic scrapper. He had eye that would wander faster than John Walsh’s son. He loved the ladies. Unfortunately for Henry, his physical limits and injuries severely limited his abilities to attract the opposite sex. The girls were vicious to him, calling him names like, retard, ****, and caveman. One particularly nasty girl asked Henry if his penis had a wheelchair. Instead of facing constant indignation, Henry would simply try to suppress his urges by reading and making model airplanes. The lonely nights allowed him to learn about himself and his feelings. Although the path of self discovery was a smooth ride, Henry still had urges any normal teenage boy would have. One evening, Henry’s grandparents had gone to town for bread and wine. Henry was restless his urges were growing and he was feeling anxious. He paced around his room unable to concentrate on his books or model making. Henry needed release. He walked out of his room and into the kitchen area. He looked around. He petted the dog of Mooch, the Lambert’s family dog. He looked at the clock. He then looked back down at Mooch and he raised his eyebrows. A lightbulb went off in Henry's mind.