In retrospect, I can recall that I had never fucked anyone anally, not even her. Here she was asking me to do her! My so-called virgin bride, where ha... she learned all of this stuff? As I had predicted, my friend Mike returned the next day. That evening we three had dinner together. After dinner we sat around sharing a bottle of wine and conversation. Although the subject of sex was bantered around, nothing definitive seemed to be starting between the two of them. There seemed to be a natural. She has her purpose, and that's all that matters. I expect she will feel the same about us. Since she sees you as someone else chosen and touched by God. You have a purpose. Since I help you, I expect she will see our relationship as being part of that purpose, or at least facilitating it. Ah heck, let's just go see her and find out." We have nothing to fear but fear itself?" Something like that, the greatest fear, the one that will have the most control over your life is the one you won't. Her voice had such a sexy drawl to it; he pictured her in his mind.When he checked into the hotel on the first evening, he enquired at the desk whether she had arrived yet. To his dismay the response was negative. Joshua sighed with frustration when he realised that his plan didn't look like it would succeed that evening. 'Never mind, I am sure that there will be plenty of other drop-dead gorgeous girls here tonight.'At that moment the door slid open again and in walked a stunning female. Her. She didn't even flinch, just moved her feet fractionally apart to make it easier for me to touch her."Have you shaved, or are you depilated?" I was waxed four days ago."My eyebrows went up. "Doesn't that hurt?" A bit, but you get used to it." Are you a virgin?"She blushed. "No." How many different men?"She paused. At first I thought it was because she didn't want to answer, then I realised she was counting. "Nine," she said eventually.I nodded. "Would you do anything?" I was still lightly.