”“No kidding! Of course, there’s always Molly, the sensei from the dojo in Racine.”“She’s not in any of the ‘off-limits categories, is s...e?”“Not really. She’s a karate instructor, but she’s not part of our dojo. I’ll see her Saturday.”“So maybe you WILL have your ‘dall-yance’ after all!”I chuckled, “It’s so funny we picked up Birgit’s word.”“You started it, Snuggle Bear!”“I suppose I did. But enough about ‘dall-yances’. How about you and I just make love and let tomorrow worry about. I wasn’t sure exactly how to broach the subject of having Maggie come for dinner, so I waited. I didn’t have to wait long, because Becky started in again, ‘So when are we going to meet your GIRLFRIEND?’ Mom glanced over at me with an exasperated look on her face. As Mom turned to Becky, no doubt going to shush her, I said, ‘How about Friday evening?’ Mom did a double take and stammered, ‘Friday?’ Becky was staring at me with her mouth open. ‘Yea, I can meet her after I finish up at Peter’s and. My master was gone. I had been pushed over the edge. In my days of reflection came sick and twisted thoughts of what I could, would, do to exact my revenge. I wanted it badly. I wanted James and his wife to feel the pain that I was enduring. The emotional withdrawal and uncontrollable lust I could not satisfy. However sick it was, I wanted it. I wanted it badly. I wanted to see him, them, squirm. I wanted to make him, them, suffer. I wanted to punish them. The thoughts alone seemed to satisfy,. Ripped them off is more like it. Once we were naked we all stood there and Jean and I rubbed his body against ours in every way. First against his sides, together, then she got in front of him and moved her hips and breasts against him while I rubbed against his back, my chest against his back, my cock against his ass. He was thrusting his hips, first forward to feel her, then back to feel me. Then we switched sides, and I felt his cock against mine as we put them side by side and rubbed.