Maybe the devil put me up to it. Would that make you feel better? It wasn’t you, it was me, making you do it?’ Deirdre was so furious, she hardly...knew what she was yelling at him. If she had, she would have been a lot less sarcastic. She would have considered the fact that he might not grasp her true meaning. As it was, she never gave it a thought. Mad as hell she stalked back out, yanking on her boots and still busy wrapping her cloak around her when she stepped out. Not even the fact that it. “What’s up with you?” But he ignores my attempt at flirtatious conversation and gets right to the point. “What’s your cell phone number?” I hesitate for just a second… but I know deep down, I’ve always known, that I would do or give anything he asks, and I’ve been waiting for this moment for six long months. I give him the number, and damn the consequences. It doesn’t shock me when the phone in my hand immediately goes dead, and seconds later, my cell phone rings. When I answer, he again goes. Lacy answered the door, and I made the introductions. Once inside, we were surprised to see two other women. Lacy introduced them as Ann and her spouse Carol. Jan soon joined us, and whereas she had met Linda at Company functions, I only had to introduce her to Susan.All of us seemed to relax, and we had a few drinks and a very pleasant visit. Ann, who it turned out was the Minister, did question us all as to our commitment and future plans. She seemed very satisfied with all our answers. When. Journal Entry: December 7, 2014Today I read two short books. One about how to be more assertive and get what you want from sex. The other about being more creative in the bedroom. This has given me some ideas. I may as well give them a try tomorrow. Journal Entry: December 8, 2014I had to head off to work but before leaving I told my wife that tonight she would be begging for cock. After I got home from work, had dinner and put our daughter to bed I put my plan into action. I grabbed several.