“Jon, this is Christine.” Becca motioned to the girl who sat across from her. Christine had a slightly fuller figure, but was by no means fat. She...had bright blue eyes and long brown hair. “Hello…” I answered before being interrupted by Rebecca. “Strip naked!” Becca demanded. I complied, remembering the rules of our agreement. I stood in front of the two girls, my penis slightly erect from the sight of Becca. Becca beckoned me with a finger and I moved over to the bed. As I sat down Cristine. " I'm twenty-eight and still not married," I said with a grin."I'm twenty-five and still not married. The clock is ticking," she said with an arched eyebrow.She seemed to be in a hurry for no good reason, I thought. "No rush. I only intend to get married once. I want what my parents have ... had. There wasn't any doubt they were happy together, and together for life." Me too. When Dad died, I thought Mom might too. They were so close for so long. She's OK now, but I know it still hurts and I. My older brother left religion. I didn't really believe until 2017 then I left the religion in 2020.I joined several atheist communities online and it opened up my eyes. I learned about Christians and Christianity. I learned about me. I knew Christianity wasn't for me anymore. So I left. I stopped posting the same crap about Jesus and started being real. My writing changed some would argue a darker tone others like me would say I have become more blunt and honest in my writings. Perspective. One afternoon as I was cooking some dinner my phone rang and it was Tom and he was just calling for fun and I asked him if he wants some dinner and surprisingly he agreed and said he would come over to my place. About 30 minutes later I heard his car pulled up and he knocked and I let him in. He smells so sweet and tropical and he quickly requested a beer and I did bring him one. After we ate I asked him about his daughter and had arranged for her to spend the weekend with his sister out of.