And Mrs. HathawayThe wedding music had begun, and Sarah said, "Heather, it's time. Knock 'emdead, sis!" She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and ...eft to join thewedding guests. I walked down the same long corridor I had just a couplemonths ago as one of Sarah's bridesmaids. This was enormously different Ithought as I walked. I suddenly felt weak and very nervous, but I pushed on.When my father escorted me up the aisle, everyone was smiling broadly andclapping. And there was John with his. It was sometimes difficult to keep it clean and to realize that we had to keep it short and still develop the characters. We decided that fifteen chapters were more than enough and we would somehow wrap it up then. It didn't work.I actually asked Professor Daniels about that issue with Karen at my side. She said, "Your story will probably be the longest, yet it shows a lot of promise in writing skills. It's a pity neither of you are English majors."I said, "No. I am engineering and Karen is. They had often role-played this situation, but, never actually followed through with it because she 'couldn't do that'. Kevin was very surprised that she might go out and whore her pussy to another guy she didn't know, especailly under the circumstances of having an arguement earlier. The longer Kevin licked her messy pussy the harder she pushed down on his face. As she neared her orgasm she pushed her sopping clit hard onto his top row of teeth until she lurched one final time and had a huge. It started that way, slowly, a lot of touching, a lot of kissing, a lotof talking. In a threesome, you don't dive into the deep end of thepool. You ease into it. You make everyone comfortable.I compartmentalized. I saw what I saw, but I didn't let myself feelanything. Not rage, not jealousy, certainly not desire.Finally, she stood up. "I have to change, Woody. Why don't you get intosomething more comfortable too, sweetheart. I'll be right back."The night was moving too fast for me. My wife was.