Once I was sure I went and laid beside her; my crotch briefly touching her ass. That’s when she moved her buttocks more towards my shaft and pressed...it against it. I was now sure even she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I took my hands around her and holded one of her boobs in my hand. I could feel her nipple getting hard. My other hand went straight for her love hole. She parted her leg to accommodate my hands. Her hands now reached for my shaft which was banging on her ass pretty wildly.. I hadn’t thought of my first wife, my first love, in a while. I looked up at the ceiling, wondering if Serisia was watching us from the Astral Realm, a smile on her lips. Her spirit had approved of Faoril. Serisia wanted me to be happy again. To live and enjoy my life. Anger and conflicting guilt washed through me. Anger at the Ghost Wolves for raping and killing her, and guilt that if she hadn’t died I never would have met Faoril.To receive the love of one woman, I had to lose the other. It. ..it's alright, don't cry. I--I'm not gonna tell anybody."A pretty quivering smile cracked her moist face and I though it was pretty. "Oh thank you, thank you!!" she effused, hopping up and kissing my cheek and I blushed because it was exactly like getting pecked by a pretty little girl."Er, welcome...," I paused, shyly looking around the pink frilly room of a kiddie pageant queen, the pictures of them together at beaches and church and her pageants. I wondered how much of the real Tammy was. Iwas adamant about having a quick divorce.The next day I visited some of my girlfriends who threw around thetypical insults about how he was a chauvinistic pig and anasshole,although to me I still struggled to believe that this was thecase as he was not like this at all, one of them mentioned getting evenwith him and this lingered in my mind and seemed to me like a good courseof action I wanted to leave him with nothing, alone in the world andhumiliated like he had humiliated me, after more.