“There is much in the truth that we find we don’t like,” I stated, another thing my father would remind me of.“That is very mature of you,” ...he said.“It was something my father told me,” I said, smiling softly at the memory.“Your father was a very spiritual man?” she asked.“Very,” I emphasized.“I think he raised a very wonderful son,” she encouraged.“Yes,” I thought to myself, “I was the living legacy of my parents. Don’t fuck it up,”I chuckled at the thought. Risa wanted to know what was so. He turned me around and we flopped on Meg's bed."God, I hope no one saw you with your pants open going in and out of the house. What did you think, I was going to change my mind?" I asked as I held him laying on me."No, Care, I just didn't want to miss a second of you, that's all. You might be sexier than I've ever seen you tonight. The look in your eye and the thought that you... I just couldn't wait." He said as he kissed me."The thought that what, Bill? Finish what you were saying." I asked. It became a regular part of their routine, and, depending on her mood and the time of month, something she would sometimes even prefer to "normal" sex.They thought of themselves as pioneers because they had practiced sodomitic love back when it was still forbidden. Back when even married couples could get sent to jail for it. Nowadays, though, it was nothing special. People even discussed it on TV talk shows. Ho hum.Almost from the first time he had done it to his wife, Blake had wondered how. "There, I'll be able to see what you can do."A few weeks passed. Sveta gathered all her stuff together, kissed her dear parents good-bye and headed north to the university. Before she had left, she drove across the town to kiss her high school sweetheart, who would soon be her husband good-bye.To her surprise, Sveta found that university very big and became home-sick soon. Her mother became concerned very much and phoned Mr. Avdushev. He was asked to keep a careful eye on Sveta and he assured.