When we met again a few weeks later, Tricia was already waiting for me in the hotel room. As soon as I walked into the room she excitedly met me at t...e door while wearing only a bathrobe, letting it unravel and fall to the floor during our passionate kiss. As we broke our kiss, I could tell by the look in her eyes that it was going to be an especially fun night, and the thought occurred to me that maybe Angie would finally be joining us. Tricia gave me mischievious grin as she pulled me. ’ ‘No! There’s nothing between us, Sally. He’s been depressed for a while now and he needs to be with someone. Don’t worry about me and just go ahead.’ ‘Alright, love you, bye.’ ‘Love you too.’ Sally returned to the dining room, walking back towards their table. ‘Damn,’ she thought to herself as she reseated herself in front of Tom. ‘And I really liked him.’ Tom returned home, appearing even more depressed than he had looked over the past few weeks. He had really warmed to Sally and thought. I heard her come upstairs, and looked at her as she walked into thebedroom. She was carrying the little book, and she looked at me. She hada very sweet smile on her face, and I couldn't help but smile at her.She walked up to me, looked me in the eyes, and said, "Jason. You are sosweet for doing this, and I love you so very much."I just looked at her, with I guess a very nervous look, because sheadded, "I know you're nervous. But, I'd never hurt you." I know. All right. What do I do?" All you. Whenshe recovered to where she could talk again, she asked “Allthis time of living with her and she wouldn’t blow you untilthen. I used to do that just to get you aroused.”“I know. And it was a sensitive subject between us. She feltthat taking a man’s penis into her mouth demeaned herand was another throwback to those old pagan ritual days– or she used to feel that way. Anyhow when she was theold Priscilla, she was very old fashioned in her lovemaking–.