Fred renewed her kiss. Without seeming effort she half-mounted Sarah, her thigh against Sarah’s sex. The difference in their heights was apparent. F...ed began to move on Sarah in a relaxed rhythm. She had one hand on Sarah’s breast, I could see that, and Sarah’s fingers around Fred’s back pressed into Fred’s smooth flesh. I decided I wanted to be part of this. I moved over to sandwich Fred.“May I join you, ladies?” It’s always better to be asked and not risk a haymaker. Sarah punches hard. So. Not because I didn't want to, but because between Leslie and Sylvia I was fast wearing out. Each night Leslie would come home hot to be fucked and I did my best to give her as much as she wanted. I was still torn between the two poles tugging at me, cheating bitch on the one side and sexual dynamo on the other, but I couldn't figure what to do about it. I loved her and from her actions when she was around me I believed that she still loved me. If I confronted her would I lose her? Confrontation. In the meantime we talked about the upcoming wedding, and Igot to announce that I'd been asked to be a bridesmaid."Oh, Sandra, that's wonderful!" Mom gushed. She seemed genuinely surprisedby that news. "Are you going to do it?" Of course, Mom. I thought about it, and it's the best way I can think ofto be a part of the wedding. Should be fun." I should say! I was only a bridesmaid once - Dad had a friend on the basewho got married in a military ceremony, and they needed someone to standup for. This is an important time. It should be a happy time, for you.’ Naama sat silently. She felt a soft hand under her chin and a gentle pressure cueing her to lift her head so as to look into the almond shaped green eyes of the Head Priestess. ‘Try child, just try. All will work itself out if you put some effort into the choosing. Every decision, the reasons for each girl’s choice is different, unique, of their individual nature. We do not try to influence the way in which you choose. But choose.