She dragged me through into the dimness of the main hall. She lifted up the skirt of her long gown and in my mind her order for me to kneel and lick h...r pussy was irresistible. I sank to my knees, hitching my cloak out of the way and my lips and tongue began to explore her pussy. Celia's hands pressed hard behind my head, grinding my face deeper.As I tasted Celia for the first time I sensed her control over me becoming stronger. If I hadn't been unprepared I might have been able to resist her. The beer was getting to me I could see my abs fading. "I have to work on that," I laughed at myself as I whispered in the empty house. It was then that I realized the television was off and the bathroom door was closed. I began to panic and wonder who the hell was here. It was a Wednesday night, everyone had work the next day, so it had to be someone from work. I grabbed the towel and put it around my waist. I sat down on the couch trying to figure out who it could be, but it was all a mystery. "It has to be why... "As bad as my first marriage turned out, it did make me realize what I wanted in a marriage. And would you risk trading your dreams—or memories—of your encounter with John Wayne to go back and take a chance on what we MIGHT have had together then?"She frowned. "I guess not." How did you get so smart? Well ... you do have a degree in psychology! She looked upward for a moment. "I'm sorry, God. I shouldn't have said You were cruel. I know You must have a plan about. I have never been a big fan of going out drinking as a single, for any number of reasons, but mostly because I thought it made me feel like a loser.Seeing them together and obviously growing more meaningful to each other as each day passed gave me pause to think about Caitlin. What had happened to our relationship? Where had it gone wrong? It seemed like we were so close for so long and then suddenly she was gone. Letters and cards once plentiful and personal became fewer and almost generic. In.