For those who read my previous true story (titled: How I became bisexual), that event happened on a Friday. This part of my bisexual experience is wha... transpired during the rest of the weekend and it remains to this very day, probably the single most sexually life changing event in my life. It's now Saturday, in the early morning hours. My best guess, it's about 6 am. The sun has not yet come up but it's close. As I start to get up, I realize that I smell like baby oil and I am wearing a layer. And it was good. I truly did love her, ass and all, and tried to make this a great honeymoon. It wasn't all butt-fucking. Some we spent touring and eating and just enjoying the world around us. But each night we also enjoyed anal. After three nights I introduced her to something that had never crossed her little, conservative, Christian mind. I showed her a device I had packed away. It was a strap-on dildo. She hadn't the faintest idea what it was or how to use it, but I was going to show her. Several days later Mathias' friend Amy visits, to work on a biology project. Amy is a beautiful young woman. She has long slender legs that compliment her hips and supple C-cup breasts. "Hey Amy! Come on in!" "Thanks Mathias, what have you been doing?" "Oh you know, just hanging out on the computer." "Been watchin' porn haven't you?" laughs Amy Mathias freezes as he remember the BDSM he had just finished watching. The scenes of two friends experiencing pain and pleasure dancing through his. So, 'ere I am: bloody bushed an' dead worried that they'll find she's got meningitis or something. Oh, Mr H, what do I do?" There's nothing really that you can do. Not for Louise anyway before you're allowed to go and see her tomorrow. Did you leave your phone number?" Yes, I gave her my mobile 'cos she said I might be on the landline if she 'ad to call." Good thinking! Now, as far as Louise is concerned, it may be nothing at all apart from some passing bug. On the other hand, if it is.