You matter. And as odd as this sounds, you matter too much to me for us to do that without a proper commitment.”She sniffed, “I love you very much... Mishka!”“And I love you, and as crazy as it seems, I love you too much to take this step until we are truly ready.”She sighed deeply, “I’ve been ready since I first noticed you when I was fourteen. I knew you were the man for me.”“Are you saying I don’t have a choice in this matter?” I asked, trying to lighten the conversation.“According to my. It was fascinating and frightening. My guts twisted, my face got hot, a strange feeling made me dizzy, and thoughts filled my mind. They were bad, perverse imaginations, I knew that. My mother had told me, warned me, promised, and threaten Hellfire and brimstone back when I was in high school. Billy and I had just been comparing our boners, nothing more. That is unless she could have read my mind. Not that I’d ever have done any of what I thought; that was taboo.I need to move on, and avoid. Herein lies the irony, it's when we girls are ovulating, that's the time when we will apply the makeup, and the perfume we think will turn a man's head, and why, believe it or not, we want to fuck.'You smell different, this morning', daddy said to me as I had walked past him a few times, 'New Perfume'?'Just showered daddy, it's me you're smelling', I replied, as a warm glow flowed through me, making me feel like a woman.'Must be the soap', he retorted, but I was having the last word, the urge. Both Randy & I were shocked, but Jill said a bet is a bet. It was 3 AM and my wife said she would be back Sunday Night. For the next two days I wondered what was going on with Jill & Randy. At about 8 PM on Sunday night Jill came home, she looked like she had been partying all weekend. We sat of the sofa she looked at me and said do you want to know what happen. I said yes if a loud voice, she said I thought you would. At that point she reached into her bag and pulled out a couple of.