Add on Sunday school, an occasional seminar, and a trip or two or three to one or two of the memorials and nearby historic sites and that gets her out...a little too. Then throw in the Worship Committee; that means changing the sanctuary paraments and altar flowers, an occasional cake or pie for a shut in or a visit to the hospital once in a blue moon, and then there’s trips with the pastor to one of the nursing homes or the nearby hospice. And no it wasn’t the pastor.For sure Joyce gets out, but. All we’ve really done together is kiss. First, it was soft kissing. When we got more comfortable we tried “French” kissing.We both have gotten good with it. We can kiss for like ten minutes of just exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. When I kiss my girlfriend, I’d like to go a little further with her. Sometimes, she’ll let me put my hand on her shirt and caress her breast.That doesn’t happen all the time. She still has never let me touch her bare breast. We’re taking things very. I was hoping worst case i had to jack off at a hospital. then the nurse said "WE need to relieve you to take the pain away".... then a little pause "relieve?" i said trying to sound embarrassed "Yes relieve. through a scrotal massage." she said it as though it was a therapy they had at the hospital. "well how do i do it" i said. She replied with the best answer ever "You dont do it, I will. I believe if you do it you may injure the incision, just lay back." so im hard as a rock as i lay down.. I was about to grab one of my cousins when my dad said in the calmest voice he could muster ,even though it was still very shaken and angry saying “Well, will you explain yourself?”I was taken aback by his physical calmness I was expecting a punch to the face and to be chucked out as I am. “Well you see... I'm bisexu-” was all I could muster. Then I was cut off by the cousins who started to laugh again; I lost all restraint, and I brought a swift knee to the one closest to me and he bent.