“Know that if I saw anyway to do that without gaining your rejection, I would have. The loss of the opportunity to connect with me burns. Loss, at l...ast, is a familiar companion.”I was sad thinking about a life of reaching out to help people grow only to lose them. Her explanation had brushed away my confusion. While I was still raw from the experience, I realized that I no longer felt betrayed. She had done exactly as she said this morning: she challenged me to remember the world was uncertain. As they continued to dance I noticed his cock was bulging and Angela was stroking it with her hand. I could have literally cum all over myself at that moment. After a good thirty minutes or so of dancing, Angela invited the young man back to the table he introduced himself as Sean and we all talked for a while. I knew that Angela would think he was attractive, indeed her type, but that would not be enough. I have not mentioned it yet, but Angela is an intelligent and eloquent person and not. .." Lexie, I want to be able to give you the same pleasure you're giving meright now. Please?" Are you sure? I don't want things to be weird." They won't be," he assured me, "I want you to know that I love you justthe way you are right now, as well as the way you'll be after you've gonethrough the surgery."Though I was still unsure, I relented at his sweet words, allowing him topull me around so that my knees straddled his shoulders. I felt hisstrong hands on my stocking-covered thighs, his. I had not even realised that Helen had moved away from behind me as I remained kneeling dressed as a schoolgurl, my cotton panties soaked in my own cum with my father in-laws cum covering and dripping from my face. I knelt ashamed, but perversely excited at my situation, wondering what else was going to happen this evening at the hands of my in-laws. I didn’t say anything as the confusing thoughts filled my mind, brought back to reality by Helen returning to the room with a large jug of water.