The knife handle filled with his blood in the same manner as the one still buried in her own stomach.Gazing into each other's eyes, each let go of the...knife in the other's stomach and grasped the handle of the knife in their own. At the touch of her own hand, she felt the blade inside her changing – forcing a space open inside her. It wasn't cutting, now, it was simply ... expanding. She gasped at the sensation, still staring into Sibilius' eyes and seeing a similar reaction on his face."With. .” He couldn’t say it. It simply wouldn’t come out. His mind was in too much turmoil from the kiss, and the discovery that he felt more for her than just friendship. He saw it in her eyes; she knew that secret he held deep inside himself, and had tried, almost perfectly, to keep it from ever coming to light.“I’m five years older than you, Cory.”Light dawned anew in her eyes. “Oh my ... god...”“Yeah.” He said quietly.“How long?”“How long what?”“How long have you been in love with me, Mattson?”He. I begin doing your other leg, but avoid touching the inside of your thigh till after, knowing I need to get through the rest of the massage. Once I have completed your back, legs and arms, I have you turn over onto your back. When you turn over your cock is hard already so I know this is turning you on just as much as it’s turning me on and I’m glad you are enjoying it. I run my fingers into your hair massaging your head slowly as I move to your temples massaging in a circular motion. . Talking to a shrink would draw a red flag since it would show up on our shared medical insurance. I thought about stopping by to talk to a friend about my ordeal but I remembered their checkered past which is what lead me to not spend too much time with them after getting married. Then I remembered the church my catholic school use to attend attend. They had confessionals; it would be like talking to a shrink and would get this burden off my chest. As I entered the cathedral with beautiful.