”“OK.”I called the judge’s clerk and told him of my problem and it turned out that he actually preferred doing weddings after normal hours and...was more than happy to shift the time to 7:30PM.“Kendi, the judge wants to do the wedding at 7:30PM.”“Well then that is a problem. Brody and Nat both have commitments that evening and cannot help us after 4PM.”“Well then I need to call in a favor.”The next morning at practice I had a short chat with Lita.“Lita, what are you doing here? Stan said the car. Did she even know what she could be really like, and how much she might like being like that? Her lovely enthusiastic smile was infectious. Ventura’s background as a corporate psychologist enabled him to draw these conclusions. He also had his own little practice as a psychiatrist for about a year. But after about 10 months he realized that with only four patients it would only be a matter of time before it would be best to call it quits and work for someone else again. “Oh, no,” John replied. So, with all the luck by my side I started a conversation just by asking her some doubts in the class. She was very friendly, and we started to chat a lot within days and we became good friends. I got her number and I started to text her. Days passed and not even a single day has gone by without me texting her. We became closest of friends within months, and we used to share everything. Nothing was kept as secret between us. It was an awesome feeling for me to be with her, whenever we get time. I began to fantasize about Nikki being fucked by other men. I imagined her sucking off other guys, usually strangers. I questioned these desires. I felt that my new-found fantasies were morally wrong, yet, I could not deny how deeply they roused me.The fact that other men wanted to fuck my girl made me want her all the more. My arousal was stirred by a mixture of pride and jealousy. I was proud to share a bed with a woman that many men had wanted to have sex with. Yet, with this knowledge came.