She had done it all and I am certain her body has often prompted her to do it again.But she hasn't. I believe that.Then again, she betrayed me twice. ...he did it again with her decision to keep me in the dark. She guarded her true self against me in order not to betray herself. She robbed me of her intimate self. I felt no love in her sex after what happened at that poolside. There was a lot of very intense sex, but the love seemed to have slipped through my groping fingers.I am no fool — I knew. Then, upon further ordered, they switched places and roles and Victor's ass got whooped. They were given five minutes to catch their breath and relax. Then they repeated the duel task one more time. In the end, all twelve pussy willows had been used as switches and were broken or limp."Just as an interesting and ironic bit of information, Victor," mused Cheryl, " the term 'Pussywillow' can also be used to describe a male who does specific activities that would be labeled as feminine in nature.. She blushed red and her eyes were wide. I didn’t hear the words back. I was a little hurt by that.It was just my girls sitting at this point. I dropped down next to Jess on the bench against the back wall. I picked her up by her hips, wormed my ass across the cushions and dropped her down on my left.“Hey sailor,” Sherry elbowed me. “Adelaide came for drinks and she already knew what you liked. How long have you been together? Two weeks?”“Give or take,” I said, with a grin.“Well, black magic.. He was almost ready to accept that his way wasn't, necessarily, better than her way. Almost ready, but not quite. He was working on it though.In one sense, he was beginning to loosen up. He was starting to let go of one of the tendencies he'd always had, that of being too insecure in their marriage. He'd grown up seeing too many marriages go bad. For this reason, he had wanted to make his own marriage ideal, perfect. No marriage could have lived up to all the expectations he'd had on the day.