It was an idea that was pushing us apart. Well, maybe not an idea, but it sounds better saying that than saying it was a religion.I travelled a lot in...my job and sometimes I was gone for a month at a time. While I was on one of those long trips a couple of Jehovah’s Witnesses rang the doorbell and my wife invited them in. By the time I got home from the trip the wife had been hooked.It wasn’t a problem at first. When it comes to religion my attitude is live and let live. I won’t go so far as to. The sharp crack of skin impacting skin filled my ears when I slapped her across the face. She fell to the ground sobbing. I shoved Tammy Watkins as she tried to kick the girl they had been beating."Get away from her!" Balling my fists, I said " I will stomp your asses into the ground if you don't leave now!"A movement from the side caught my eye, Lizzie had gotten up and was coming at me with a knife! Without thinking, my left hand swept out blocking her strike. My right hand snapped forward,. He looked at me again with that hungry smile I'd seenacross the floor. I thought about how his pants had bulged underneath myass. He moved me back a little so he leaned against the sink. I lookedover his shoulder and saw a pretty angel again looking back at me. She wasbeing held by the hand by a large handsome soldier. I moved my body alittle closer to his as if I was examining the cut above his eye."How does it feel?" I asked."Pretty good," he said and his hand moved back to my leg. I. “Please, oh please.”He touched her folds and gently dragged his fingertips over her soft, swollen flesh. Up and down, softly exploring her shape and randomly brushing at her clitoris. All across the outside surface but not within. He knew water was a poor lubricant, and he wanted her slick and ready for him when he took her. Until that sweet moment of conquest, there were other pleasures.Logan reached down and cupped the sweet curve of her ass cheeks in each hand and then lifted. Karen gasped.