She chastised herself, she shouldn’t be thinking those thoughts. Plus her movements were making loud splashing sounds in the water. She had to resis..., she didn’t dare to orgasm in the bath. Somewhat reluctantly Hester climbed out of the soothing bath. She dried and moisturised her skin and finally applied a little scent. Wrapping herself in a bath towel she left the bathroom and crossed the landing. On an impulse she knocked on Billys’ door. ‘Just a minute,’ came the hurried reply. Hester. Some people's faith is shaken by death, disaster or injustice. Mine wasshaken by kindness. They loved me not because of a direction from God,but because that was how they felt about me. They were good to me notbecause they feared Hell, but because they were just good people.It makes you think about how my church would treat these good people, justbecause they are the way they are, which is the same way as I am. Whywould a loving God damn these people? Why would he lake me as I am andthen. "Give Susan a break, son. She's had a bad night," my father said."Sue's had a bad night? It's me that's had the bloody bad night. Look, Sue was having a fucking good time last night, until I found a way to put a stop to it. I know this is 2001 but most wives don't go fucking their work colleagues, you know."There's no need to get coarse, Donald," my mother butted in. "I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for all this." There sure is, mother. It's called adultery and in this country that's. ."It's a soft pleasurable moan from him.He sighs heavily before he takes in another whiff of my ass scent."Is it good?"I just have to ask."Really good..."He sighs his answer and sniffs."I know it is."I reply, putting on an air of confidence.He smells me for 10 whole minutes, before he reluctantly pulls himself away."So, what's the rating, sir?"I anxiously ask with a grin."It's more than a passing mark!"He beams."Usually you have to be judged to have a scent rating of 15% out of a possible 40%.