He could deal with the situation. He had come up in life the hard way. He had earned name and fortune at a young age of thirty. He had his own softwar... consulting firm and though off-shoring had hit his margins somewhat yet he had stabilized and continued to make modest profits. Going over to the recliner he sat down on the leather heavily and switched on the television. Staring blindly into the screen he wondered why was he so insecure? Why did he crave to hold on to his wife when he never. An hollywood satanism, which is against the puritan america. It was like a rebelion in the time of the Hippies, it was the justification for free love. Modern satanists just want to live there sexual phantasies and want to have justify of there life. So the modern satanism is attractive for those, who are in extraordinary sexual practices. This is not Satanism at cementaries and they don't sacrifice a****ls or babies. On the other hand, there is the original or old fashion satanism, which has. ” Just saying that made me wet. Dave went on, “What kind of girl likes to have her assplayed with in front of her husband?” Only one word came to mind, but I didn’t answer. Davewhispered in my ear, “It’s OK. Let her out. It’s whatJon wants. It’s what I want. You know it’s what you wanttoo.”He was right. I wanted to let go. I wanted to be thegirl I shouldn’t be. Dave had one arm around my waist, his other hand wasexploring my ass,. “He’s a total smart ass!” Brooke laughed. “I love it!”I shrugged, “You set ‘em up; I’ll knock ‘em down.”“He’s awfully damned confident,” Summer said. “That’s either a good front or he really IS that good. And since my little sister is sitting there looking like the cat that ate the canary, I’d say he IS that good. I should have had my damned test!”“Right,” Autumn retorted, “because Jim would be just fine with you screwing some random guy who blew into town!”“I do not cheat nor do I facilitate.