Three or more people together are a group, and they interact as a group. Being with a single other person is something else entirely. The intimacy is ...rofoundly different. I've seen this as a Priestess, again and again." She returned his kiss. "Basel, you're asking me to commit to being monogamous, aren't you?"He nodded and gave her a hopeful smile."Are you sure you want this Basel? What are the chances sometime in the next three hundred years that we'll find another woman we'll want to marry?. Everyone looked so nice in their wedding attire. As the ceremony grew near, I started to get a few knots in my stomach. The wedding was really going to happen. I'm not sure why I had the butterflies. It was a step that I knew I wouldn't regret. Still, I was getting nervous.Guests started to filter in and the wedding party was directed to gather by a tent that had been set up for the occasion. The photographer began to take pictures of various groups and individuals. It was nice to chat and be. Mmmm, all you can hear are the soft whimpers and moans coming from me while we enjoy a long, passionate kiss. After our kiss, I reach over and grab one of the strawberries…. I dip it in the honey…then I put it in my mouth and I begin to trace your mouth with it…. I then take it and run it all over your body, down your neck, further to your chest, down of your stomach….I then take down to your balls…..and swirl it around your hard cock…. I eat the strawberry, then I look at you and I say, ‘baby,. I saw only her back as she opened the curtains and looked out the windowfor a minute. Finally, she turned and looked back at me and I ducked myhead."Please, please just let me out...I'll go away. I'll go away and neverbother you again. I promise!" I said quietly, my shame complete.She replied "Those aren't my shoes..."She walked over and squatted down to examine the shoes - black patentstrappy sandals with a 4-inch heel, and the little frilly socks, alsomine."Those are cute," she remarked.