I didn't need to poison that well. I knew as a singlestep-dad with no biological relationship in my second divorce that Ihadno chance at custody, that...it wasn't worth the fight unless I had hardevidence she was violently abusive and she was never that, at least. SoI couldn't tell a court what happened, magic or not, it being justsimple bias against step-dads, and there was no point in telling youeither because your relationship with your mom was always going to behard enough without you hearing. I came out to the pool wearing my swim trunks. My wife was setting in a chair sipping a mixed drink. She was wearing the bikini bottom that was laying out there. She was topless. She told me to come to her and pull down my trunks. I was simi erect when I pulled my shorts down. She smiled and asked if she caused that? I told her eatting her after she had been fucked always makes me hard. She asked if I jerked off in the shower? I told her no. She pulled my stainless chastity device out from. “It may not be blasphemy but you’re walking a thin line,” Paul said now in total control of the conversation. “Why would you want an arrangement like that with the almighty Lord? He loves you and wants to be a part of your life, as he does with all of us.”I chuckled but only get dirty looks for my outburst. “Oh come on,” I said. “What has God done for any of us?”I looked around the campfire but nobody makes eye contact at this point.“God loves me,” Ben said adamantly.“Sure Benny, but where was. It was a big deal. Well we no sooner got there and my husband disappeared. He had dressed as some kind of super hero, green makeup all over his face and this costume made him look way bigger than he really was, I could hardly recognize him. I had dressed as a southern belle, a little on the slutty side. Any way the night wore on and several drinks later and finally my husband returned. Or at least I thought it was him. He walked up and took my hand without saying a word and lead me to the.