“I guess that’s Mary? You prayed to her? Why?”I smiled, and answered gently, “I prayed WITH her, not TO her. She and I prayed to God together....��“What?!”“I asked her to intercede on Jocelyn’s behalf. What better way to communicate with a nice Jewish boy than asking his mom to convince him to help?”“Get out of here!” Becky laughed. “That’s hilarious!”“And it’s also true. Mary can’t do anything more than I can - ask God to honor our prayers. But even then, it’s not that simple. The most basic. I stifled a groan of growing frustration. God hates me, I thought, he must just plain hate me to give me this kind of temptation."I didn't really have a nightmare." She confessed softly."You didn't?" My throat went dry yet again. "So, uh, so why you in here?" Couldn't sleep." So you figure on keepin' me up." In oh so many ways, I thought.She shrugged and I caught the scent of her hair again. My dick twitched. Her hand brushed lightly over my chest. I could feel my heart pounding like it was. She was very much excited to see such a cock live. She wanted to feel such a cock in real life.For me, I was never so horny before in my life. I also felt like to feel such cock in real. In fact, I was not scared of the fear of society and my reputation, because, I knew that if Kaka agrees, the society will never know and my reputation will always be intact, but I was really scared of myself due to continuous mental fights between ethics of a married woman and the wild erotic thoughts of. "Hmmm... maybe that's true," she murmured, almost to herself."And there's still the worry about passing around diseases," said Kayla. "I mean, VD is still around, and, unless they lied during Sex Ed, it can still be passed through oral contact." Hey, have you guys heard about this new disease they've been reporting about lately?" I had just remembered a news report I had seen on TV. "Something about a new gay disease, I forget what it's called, but it shows up as odd, rare forms of cancers." A.