When Kimberly got up to go to communion, you wouldn't believe the gasps from behind us."I looked up from Ma's arms and said, "I don't want to go back ...here again -- ever! Those people; they're supposed to be Catholics. If that's what it means I can do without it."Mom looked dismayed. "I don't want you to stop going to church because of this." Mom, look at what happened. It was just like you said, just like being in a goldfish bowl. What did I get out of that? A message from the priest that I. “But how can I help him? I’m only an intern. He knows so much more about business than I do.”She smiled warmly. “It’s true that he’s a very knowledgeable man – but information can be tremendously valuable. And if you had information about something he’s interested in…well, he would be happy to have it. And, as I say, he’s very loyal to his friends.”Then she turned, and said, “So, I understand you’re really interested in seeing CATS?” And the conversation moved on to less important things. But I. Maybe it won’t. I’m not trying to justify myself here, just explain why.”I spend ten minutes talking through it, with Kara weeping the entire time. I’d hurt her badly, but I had to get it off my chest and tell her my motivations. That was the only way I was going to protect myself from grave mistakes in the future - ensuring that I and both of my wives knew how my mind worked, and why I did the things I did.“I still don’t understand how you could do it,” Kara said when I finished. “You had to. He was obviously coming and it would seem that his faithless wife was on her knees accepting his load. The evidence before his eyes was undeniable. His wife was fucking and obviously enjoying another cock. He looked at the imagery and felt a strange mixture of emotions. He was obviously jealous but not insanely. He was unbelievably aroused and frantic with curiosity. He couldn’t believe how acceptable the situation was to him. He looked at the dimly lit room and the shadowy figures were not as.