I wrote down what I was feeling.... Debora;I do not understand what you are doing. I have been told by you for years that you love me. What you have d...ne today is not love. I am beginning to think you might have only told me the truth twice in our life together, first when you said you would marry me and the last time when you said I do.Love is not lies. Love is not deception. Love is definitely not what you are showing me.Because of that, I will accede to your wish. I will not sleep next to. A problem immediately developed.“I need to see your passports to register you, sir,” the clerk told us, and I released control of Knyphausen sufficiently for him to get out his passport, while I produced my Thai identification card. The clerk only glanced at his passport, but studied my ID card carefully.“This ID card is for a monk, are you a monk?” he asked, looking at me suspiciously in my new slacks and short sleeve shirt.“I was a monk at Wat Mai Nong Hoi for thirty-three years, but a few. It was my phone. Bryan was calling to ask where Kelly and I had disappeared to. I told him that we had been exploring and would be returning shortly.I looked at Kelly and said, "I had no idea that a woman could make me feel this way."Kelly responded, "If you’d like I can make you feel so much more.”I kissed her again and said, "I would love for you and I to explore the awesome sensuality I am feeling for you.”We smiled at one another and proceeded to put ourselves back together. Walking slowly. My mouth just hung half open, my knees wobbling. I didn’t even feel one hand sliding along my belly until suddenly the girl pressed against my front had her hand between my thighs, stroking several fingers along my sopping slit. I let out a loud groan at her touch, feeling both of their warm bodies pressed against mine, the first intimate contact I’d ever had with anyone. “I…I don’t understand” I said weakly, my head spinning “What do you want from me?” Another groan escaped as suddenly two.