And I wanted her to never EVER use a toilet for this again: I wanted her to go on me, all over me, every time she needed to go. In the cool, calm of ...indsight, I know that she only urinated on me for, perhaps, twenty seconds, at most; perhaps less. It seemed at the time, however, to have been going on for my entire life to that point, in my warped and warping sense of the new reality. All else faded into some dim memory, and all I could remember having happened in my forty-plus years was. ” She whispered as she slipped into sleep. As i looked over her body, covered in sweat and radiating with pleasure, i knew i’d never let her go. She was mine now. As i thought this i let my own eyes close and allowed the steady breathing of my angel lull me to sleep. That was our first date over twenty years ago. Now we were packing for a vacation to paris to celebrate our twentieth anniversary in one week. Since that first meeting everything about our relationship sped along. In less than a. .. lots of children. My favorite exercise is in bed with him at night."Ladies, thank you, but I'm afraid you're barking up the wrong tree! Now, if you'll leave us, we have to ensure that my sister gets plenty of food. She came within a hair's breadth of dying and that was only a couple of weeks ago, so..."The woman quickly retreated toward their own table.Ken controlled his mirth but Kristin was much more outspoken. "Dumb lesbian bitches!" she said, not making any effort to avoid their hearing. And not to forget to wear the hat. They left a fewminutes after that and walked five blocks to the church. Eighty percentof the congregation was women. Those men who did attend lookeduncomfortable. The preacher began the service and spoke softly atfirst. Behind the altar an organist and drummer played hymns oraccompanied the preacher's text. After about fifteen minutes, thepreacher began to warm up. Salvation, Repent! And the congregationresponded with 'amens'. By the half hour mark.