I just know that at this level of granularity of reality they do not exist and at another level they do and that works for me. Anyway, since I definit...ly lean to the Heathen side of things it upsets my wife. So I keep it very low key and avoid arguments by interpreting her questions literally. To her all “ Pagan” things are Wiccan so when she asks me is that wiccan I can honestly say no. Then when she asks me what it is I tell her something ethnic, which is also not a lie but is an evasion. She. They ordered drinks and as they waited for their starter to arrive Will thought he should say something. “Mum, I think it best if I sleep on the chair tonight” “Don’t be silly we can still be grown up about this, although your father must never hear of this”“I wont breath a word honest” he replied“Good then lets not worry about it anymore then shall we?”“OK but there is one thing you should know, I knew what was happening this morning and made no attempt to stop you, I am so sorry”“I expected. They were supposed to meet at a restaurant a couple blocks over but it was closed! Oh fuck! Somehow she knew-had a feeling anyway-and went to find him on his motorcycle, because a summer shower started up, in a car wash next door, Julie walked up to him in the dark, John had his hard cock out already, and put it in her hands. She heard him moan as she gave him a good squeeze, stroking him up and down. I guess they rubbed and stroked and kissed each other there until the rain quit, then headed. So I found a back road where the speed limit was 25 and I took that. I tried to keep my eye on the road, but I could not help but look at him. Everything about him was making me horny. Actually touching his cock was one thing, but seeing the expression on his face was priceless. He rotated from a peaceful look to a look of complete pleasure, followed with some eye closing and low moaning. But I also looked over to make sure that he was not uncomfortable with what I was doing, and by the looks.