This was what she'd been waiting for."Do you remember all the old time religions that didn't make sense?" sheasked rhetorically. "But people still bel...eved in them, didn't they? Andsome individuals when they thought deeply about it, had great difficultybelieving something that didn't make sense. These doubters were said tohave a "crisis of faith". [as if somehow they were at fault for nolonger believing something that didn't make sense]. Well, notice theyweren't said to have a crisis of. I narrowed my eyes as I again intensely stared at Sheila. Shaking my head I really needed to find out what in the hell was going on in her. Booting up the comp I nodded with satisfaction at all the additional space and power she’d added. Slipping in the latest disc I stared at what I had so far. Again shaking my head I wasn’t nearly far enough yet to do anything! Starting again in earnest I was soon typing at a furious speed.It only seemed like an hour at most when I felt a hand on my shoulder.. Her belly pushed into my hard cock and she wiggled slightly so that I knew she could feel it."White. I like white," I mumbled.Red backed away but Blondie kept running her hand over my ass. Another woman appeared, older than Mom, built the same and very beautiful. She moved Blondie away and took her place. Her arm went around my waist and she pushed her big tits into me as she stood beside me. Soon she was feeling my ass."I think a dressing room is in order," she announced.Blondie blew me a kiss. ."I'm getting another 'cherry', aren't I ? I said. Nodding yes she kissed me ; lightly pinching my nipples & rubbing her bent leg over my crotch. "Slowly this time okay.? I want you to repeat on me whatever I do to you.." She didn't have a clue what to do next ; so I told her to lie down and let me drive.. I was on my knees , over her , pointed the opposite way.. I kissed her neck,trailing them down to her breasts..she done the same .. My hands were all over her crotch area, fingering.