“John! I want you to talk to Wendy. She's embarrassed that she has fucked someone else. She feels that she was disloyal to you. I've tried to convin...e her that it was only sex but she's still embarrassed.”“Of course. In conventional theory the one who should be loyal to me is my wife, yet I love watching her fucking someone else while I'm eating another woman's cunt. I'll try to explain to Wendy that we're not conventional.”I went to where Wendy was playing with Phillipa and Mary.“Wendy, John. "Katherine, did I make you too sensitive to do any more tonight?" I asked. "I'm out of the action for a little while," she said. "I think I am too," Tammi said. "I love that toy, but it does seem to leave you a little tender in spots. If they would use a softer material for the tongue it would be even better." It doesn't last long," I said. "About ten minutes later I was ready for more." I'm missing something Katherine, Tammi said. "What's that?" Katherine asked. "Did you leave it in the other. "The game must go on," he commented, wryly.I got his implied point -- after that incredible experience, the fact that the game would go on seemed almost anticlimactic -- but that's the sign of a truly wonderful edging experience, right? A near peak, followed by anticlimax, followed by further peak, ad infinitum. And Frank was now fully initiate, even if he still had no actual idea what was going on or how deeply the conspiracy ran.It was Denise's turn, and Marie summoned a truth -- doubly. I can choose my own way in this life. I don’t have to let bigots affect me one or the other. I now know that bigots come in all shapes, sizes and colours. Sometimes the most bigoted person in the room isn’t the white person standing alone in a sea of so-called minorities. Often it’s the person in the interracial relationship who feels much venom for their own kind as well as those different from them. Anyhow, I’ve said enough about this. Kind of hurts to rehash the past, but it’s oddly.