It was all fake. I loved her and she was just aspy for Barbara and Sue. My tears started to come before I knew whatwas going on. I had dreamed of s...aring my life with her and now tolearn it was all fake.When you put something under pressure for so long it can do only twothings, conform or break. I felt like I was doing both. My heart andmind were about to break and I was just about willing to do anything atthis point to just make it stop."You shouldn't cry love. She does love you. We. ’ Chrissy said ‘Good morning Mum.’ I said ‘It’s a wonderful morning, how are you feeling?’ ‘I feel fantastic.’ She smiled and stretched again. She looked at the position that Chrissy and I were lying in and said with surprise ‘Are you two at it already?’ Chrissy giggled and said ‘Sorry Mum, I couldn’t resist! I watched his cute bum as he walked to the bathroom and thought ‘I want some of that” Lorraine lent over and kissed Chrissy on the cheek then me with a deep kiss, finding my tongue with. It sounded too good to be true, thought Bill gloomily, but he was willing to give it a go. ?Bootsie?, he thought, would be a nice key word for Marcia, given her collection of dozens of expensive shoes.To Bill’s surprise, the technique appeared to work. Maria took on a slightly glazed expression and sat there quietly when he asked her to stop talking and listen to him. As an experiment, he told her to wear a black tee-shirt, jeans and cowboy boots when she got changed out of her tennis kit,. Whether he got to enjoy Amy’s favors I never troubled to enquire.Now I had a better idea how Amy had been able to teach me so much about pleasing a woman – she had a great deal more experience than she’d let on. We’d had some great sex from my point of view, but it clearly hadn’t been enough to satisfy her inner slut. After a week of beating myself up about not being man enough to keep her happy, I remembered that, when I hit sixteen, my dad had warned me that whenever I had unprotected sex, I.