"I will not defend that doctrine to you, Brother. Yes, it is the young woman's choice -- but not all of them or even most of them choose what you thin.... Doctrine has an explanation for it, but like a lot of doctrine, it can be rather self-serving."Your room?"The change of subject shook him. "My room? Are you blind? There's a half dozen people in 'my room.' The princesses rarely have to share with more than one, and then only when they are young. By the time they are brought to the 'Light' then. I couldn't let them know that I knew about them. I debated doing a few things that might make them think I was going to come down into the basement, but then I decided that I needed to know what they talked about more than I needed the satisfaction of disrupting what they were doing. I needed to know more about this drugging that was supposed to take place.I couldn't get interested in anything on TV and the book I picked up couldn't hold my attention either. I finally headed into the den and. Then I asked if his wife was home. I was barely able to maintain eye contact, glancing down at his small waist. I could not help but imagine him on top of me. I am sure he knew what I was thinking. He smiled broadly and told me that his wife was the one in the Army, already gone to work, and that he had not gotten a job yet. While he talked, I saw that he was taking inventory of me too. I have red hair, light freckled skin, small breasts with large nipples, and kind of wide hips. Suddenly I. I wanted to be with him again, even if I did not know exactly what with him would entail. “We can talk more about this later, okay? I’ll see you about noon,” Don said before kissing me briefly. I walked to my house, carrying a bag of condoms, trying to decide what I wanted to do; or more importantly, what I needed to do. For the next few hours, I contemplated what I wanted. I was completely torn. I wanted to give myself to Don, totally and completely, but I was scared. I was not really ready.