Sounds like someone knows less about their Scripture than an apostate like me. Then again, your definition of ‘apostate’ may differ radically from...mine. I’m a bit of a heathen lately, but that’s been since I was betrayed by Christians. I’m not feeling very ... grateful or loyal or devoted to what was our faith. Anyway, Pastor Ward was a better Christian than either you or loverboy ever could be,” I asserted in the face of my ex.“Pastor Ward is a liberal, modernist heretic! He preaches doctrines. ..”Ha! How rich! You were right; this is highly amusing. These morons sound as if they’re buying it too.“So, what did you do?” the second voice asked, clearly enthralled by my tale.I sighed again—dramatically. “Without even realizing what I was doing, I told her not to be scared of me because that in itself was frightening me worse than anything I’d ever felt. I told her that I loved her and didn’t want her to be scared of me because then I’d be sad. The effect was instant. She went from. Natalia turned around and kissed me again. I just adored her, her tenderness, her lust, her spontaneity."I want to eat your pussy," I whispered softly.She knelt down, and as I grabbed her calves, she threw her body backwards, letting it float on the calm waters. I spread her legs, put them on my shoulders, and placed my lips on her cunt.I kissed it a couple of times, short kisses, until I let my tongue lick her lips, first slowly, and then, as the seconds passed, I increased the pace. Natalia. And watching all the great-looking surfer hunks get turned-on by watching me. Maybe I’ll even wander the beach topless in front of the surfer hunks and try to get lucky.’" "What did your husband say to that?" Dan asked. "That woke him up. Jim canceled the fishing trip with this other woman, and bought himself a ticket to Hawaii." "Did you have a great trip?" "Not really," Roxanna sighed. "As on our honeymoon, Jim made love to me only once the whole weekend in beautiful, romantic Hawaii. In our.