She’s no bible-thumping Evangelical, just a brilliant bio-statistician of Christian faith. Now that we’re parents, things have changed. Where we ...nce ignored our different belief systems, we now talk about it. Respectfully, we sometimes even engage in debate. Still, we both look forward to celebrating our faiths’ special holidays, Passover, Easter, Christmas and Hanukkah, especially the latter two because it’s such a joyous time for us. I help Jill decorate the Christmas tree and she helps me. Do anything... embarrassing, do you?” My heart is pounding. “Like what?” I ask. “Like... have an orgasm in front of her?” I shake my head vigorously. Melanie seems skeptical. “Oh, okay,” she says doubtfully. “Because she showed us some videos from some other girls she was working on, and they had to do a lot of stuff like that.” I'm lost for words. God, does Melanie suspect I'm being forced to do that too? “No!” I insist. She looks at me for a minute. I'm still naked. Her gaze moves down my. Annie jumped out of bed and then shook her brother and sister screaming at them to wake up. As if on cue they began to cry loud enough to wake the dead. Suddenly the door to the room blasted open. All at once light, heat and smoke poured in from the doorway. Annie instinctively tried to shield her younger brother and sister from the light and heat. She covered them with her body and turned head away from the door. She felt a large hand grab her shoulder and yank her off the bed. Annie. “Simon managed to fish out a sausage for me.” I answered back. “It was quite a mouthful.” *My arsehole twitched with anticipation as I opened the door to the hotel room. The journey had been long and tedious, made all the more worse by the fact that we barely had time any for sex of any kind. Simon followed me into the room carrying the luggage as I walked towards the balcony doors and flung them open, stepping through.“Wow, they weren’t kidding about the view,” I said as I leant over the.