We now require three counseling sessions before the marriage.”“Three? Laura and I only had one. You say, ‘we’ require that. Does this mean tha... any UM pastor I approached would say the same thing?”“No,” he said. “But it’s not an unusual number. Some pastors ask for more. You really want to talk about things before you make a life-long commitment.”“Well, I’ll get back to you on that. I’m not saying no, but I told Diane that there would be one. She agreed to one. I’m not going to use that. I mention that as there wasn't much in his way as he very patiently and doggedly worked at undressing me. I'll give him credit that his polo shirt came off first and, in a way, that made me a little more comfortable. At some point I did tell him that we were not going to have sex and he said that was okay with him because he was enjoying just being with me. At twenty-one I still fell for shit like that. We stopped for a while and he asked me if I wanted some air and maybe a beer and I said. Once she came back I asked;Me: What did you get?Khala: oooh just a few sex pills and a vibrator I orderedMe: WTF Khala you did not have to tell me this.Khala: Hahaha its ok I mean you never know when you can get lucky (as she gave me a kiss on my check & a cheeky smile)On the car drive home I had the constant thought that did Khala want to have sex with me? After a fair long deliberation I decided that I would try my best to get a chance to give the fuck of her life to my Khala. Khala told me. She was a very shy girl with no profile picture and didn’t chat anything of adult nature. I also maintained that decency and didn’t proceed fast. After some days, I asked her number saying I am deleting my messenger and we can continue chatting on WhatsApp. To my surprise, she immediately gave her number.From then onward, we started calls. We used to talk only late nights after her roommates slept.One day, I asked her to send a picture. She was ready to send a picture but she didn’t have a good.