We were not raped but were touched very inappropriately. I wanted to explain that to my daughters. The problem was it stuck with me. A lot of men migh... not understand it but I’m sure the women readers do. It’s something you never forget even though you want to in the worst way. It was part of the reason I had a hard time touching Bob’s penis, even though I did a number of times. I just couldn’t give him oral sex. It hurt me because he always did it to me and I loved it. **** Bob also mentioned. “You were right”, Marc said, “A boat need’s a name”. “But Marc, I cant take your wife’s spot on the boat” “Your not Amy, it was an empty spot, and now it’s not. The stern of the boat is just like my heart Amy, it was an empty spot, and now it’s not.” Amy moved close to Marc, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling his lips to hers. She was still whispering “thank you” as their lips touched. As their lips parted she whispered, “I love you Marc”. Looking into his lovers. “Could I perform the hangover spell?” he asked changing the subject. I checked his Talent to see. While stronger than what many of the Irish possess, it was not strong enough to cast the hangover spell, but was adequate for opening locks, which only require a tiny bit of Magic.“Sorry Paddy, but your Talent isn’t strong enough for the hangover spell. I will teach it to Maureen if you agree to me doing that,” I told him to a sad look from him.“I’m not sure that Maureen should know that at her. In ten minutes they were naked, he was rubbered up and she was gratefully expressing her pleasure at him safely (more safely than the previous night) fucking her. She enjoyed hearing him; and then found she was coming; he concentrated on not exploding into the rubber balloon on his cock. She found that orgasmitising (as she called it) with him inside was way better than insisting the boy withdraw and rub her to climax. “You’d never let a boy come inside? Never? Not even with a condom? I was the.