You can make the honest and right decision now, or you can look back instead to all the events of your terrible past and make new, equally bad mistake... that will haunt you then forever. The choice is yours."With that the good Father left me. As always, he was right, and I knew what I had to do.Tape #20 stayed on auto-play for the next six weeks and was my constant companion until one fine summers day I could actually see past the technical acts of penetration and see the sheer happiness in her. The three who helped us complained the whole time. We went back on deck and sat to rest. Fifteen minutes later we heard the man in blue’s voice calling us into the main cabin. ‘How many of you have lived alone for a period of time of at least a year?’ All of us raised our hands. ‘Then I may assume you know how to keep a home clean?’ A few of the men looked down or away. ‘Are you slobs?’ ‘Maybe’. One of the men who skipped out on KP said. In the morning, you two men are making breakfast.’ He. During our final year we’d both joined an activity group at school where we’d walked many of the local hills, led by a history teacher from the school, or taken to the water in sea kayaks. The kayaking group was led by two teachers who were married to one another. Iain MacDonald taught mathematics and his wife Morag taught physical education, or PE to us pupils. Morag was an attractive athletic woman, perhaps in her early thirties, and all of the lads lusted after her at school, especially when. When I agreed to wrestle her, I assumed it would be just the two of us, but I have nothing to complain about. The agreement was, the winner could do anything to the loser, but any way you cut it, she blindsided me.What could Margot have up her sleeve this time? I wasn't sure I should take that chance. I might not like the outcome if I lost again. I guess it was kind of a moot point since I didn't believe her anyway.Margot stretched her tale even further. She told me that Cory from our previous.