I need to get undressed." She answered, feeling better now that she understood, and she started unbuttoning her blouse.She removed her blouse, then st...pped out of her shoes and slacks, but as she reached behind her back to unfasten her bra, the realization struck her that she was undressing in front of Reverend Bishop, a man other than her husband, and a momentary flash of self-consciousness stopped her from proceeding as her sub-consciousness mind tried to tell her a true man of God would not. T.v.off and get some sleep. We apologized for waking her, turned off the t.v.and laid down. After an hour or so I asked if he was awake,he said yes." Let's try it again but on our knees" I suggested. He said o.k. We were pushing each other on to our backs trying to be quite. I pushed him back, climbed on him1,2,3-I finally got him. We lay tgere laughing when I seen it. I said" Mike, your underwear has a tent". He looked down, and turned red. He rolled over and zipped his sleeping bag up. I told. I slowly came to starting to stretch, waking up from my tired, exhausted, orgasm drained body. I felt the bed sheet caress my naked bum and my blanket tickling my wiener. Wait, I was naked, I never sleep naked, oh my god, I thought to myself what if I took my clothes off while I was dreaming! My father would belt me black and blue! I jolted awake in fear, as I sat up and my eyes adapted to the new surroundings I realised I wasnt in my room. I was in some little girls room, there was pinkness. Mike was nice enough, a bit of an oddball at times, but certainly nice enough. Rose had told her of some of the things he had done at University over a cup of tea one Saturday morning and she had laughed at some of his antics, but breaking into a single woman's flat was just too much.There was another reason for Heather's reticence in that she had secrets she didn't want exposing to anyone; she certainly didn't want the Police to treat her bedroom as a crime scene and peer inside the wardrobes..