.. As I reflect in silence here at the coffee shop, with Sam across from me, it could have been that first day at school when she saw in me what I cou...d and would become. Maybe I should take lessons in observation. She could teach them all day long. I learned lessons in school that day that would make me the man I am. A man who would be gentle, considerate and kind to most I met. That day was the beginning of my transformation.As we shuffled through the hall to our first period homeroom. I was. He ended up fucking us both in every hole and having a great time, paying us more than we agreeded on. . But this time he wanted to invite his friend too, saying that they wanted to meet us around 7 pm at his motel and gave Ginger the room number, She asked me If was ok with another guy being there to, and that it would mean twice the money, of course I said yes ,, we both knew that he liked our sexy gear last week, we laid it on more for him, I wore just a sheer dress no undies and high heels,. She was very human - after all that was the part the Divinity needed, into which was being fused His Spirit within her. Though Mary was making out with the Holy Spirit at the time she didn't realize it right then. Whoever the mysterious stranger was, he's good at turning a gal on, Mary thought.A tongue tickled in her ear. Golly, not even Joseph knew that was her one - weird, but still true - erogenous zone that made her a total slave to her lover. YES, she was a virgin, no, she was not. He turned his lecherous eyes on my drunk wife and said without hesitation, "Let me have her for a while and we'll have a deal!" I refused immediately and he reached for his radio to call the cops. I pulled him to the side and said quietly so my wife couldn't hear, "How about playing with her tits? Will that be enough for you?" He shook his head and suggested a blow job. I said no and again he reached for the radio. I pleaded with him not to do this and he turned to me and stated that this was.