My lady agrees and goes into the house to get our “barber supplies”. She soon returns with a container of warm water, a beard trimmer, some shavi...g cream and a razor.There is a nice table on the deck just the right height and size for giving the barber the right access to my lady's pussy. Al and I lift my lady onto the table, she lays down and opens her legs wide exposing her luscious pussy. Al and I assess the situation and toss a coin determining who is be the barber and who will be the. I felt something different though. This time he was also rubbing my tiny asshole. I was about to ask him what he was doing but he cut me off by telling me to shut up and stay still. All of a sudden i feel his finger slide in my tight boy hole. he was gentle but it still hurtme: Rob, I think I have to poopRob: no don't worry about it, its normal to feel like you have to. Take deep breaths, relax and it will be ok. I don't want to hear you screaming or I will tell your mom you were bad and you. I learned she couldn't date again for years after the forced rapes by Ronnie. She was also plagued with the guilt of what she had done to me. It was only ten years ago that she was able to extricate herself from the shell of isolation she'd wrapped herself in. She'd begun dating again. And then she had met a promising young attorney, Bill Arnotta.He'd slowly won her heart and they wed seven years ago. Mathew their oldest was born eleven months after their wedding. Suzy was born two years later.. I heard those voices changing to screams and then I suddenly fell,Then I heard crying ahead and knew I was falling to Hell.I saw faces from my past and the people I’ve robbed of life,with all the drama, and all my sins laced with hate and strife.I screamed aloud into the dark that I’d do it all again.I did what I did with few regrets from the present to way back then.I did what I had to do and succeeded with a little luck.“So go ahead and do what you want because I don’t give a fuck!”A booming.