She saw the way Emily watched him when he came into the church auditorium, never taking her eyes off him. As Emily texted with her free hand, she shif...ed in bed, causing the fabric of her loose-fitting tee shirt to slide across her breasts and tease her nipples slightly. They grew in response, and formed small peaks in the fabric of her shirt. She continued to shift her shoulders back and forth, seeing the effect the teasing had on her nipples, and increased the stroking on the outside of her. The house was empty. We had a small room that was used as an office of sorts. It had our home computer, a desk, and a small filing cabinet. I sat at the desk for several minutes with a cold Fosters, trying to figure out what to do. It is disturbing to say the least, to know that someone wants you dead. I am a good guy. I never screwed over anyone. Why would anyone wish for my demise? I thought my marriage was good. Darcy never really complained about anything. I gave her a nice house, a good. I figured, best to get it over with and for both of us to move on if we were not compatible. I brought my Hitachi Magic Wand, a dildo shaped from the erect penis of porn star Tommy Biron; all of my earlier Ex’s really enjoyed fucking and sucking it, especially “K” who was a big fan of his work. T asked, “What’s in the bag?” when I arrived at her apartment for our fourth date. I replied, “Oh nothing, just a little something for later.” She looked quite nervous, but smiled and said “ok” with a. There was certainly no shortage of tonsil hockey involved in that lesbian make-out session. Flora whispered something in Shelly’s ear and the latter giggled in response to the secret before replying with one of her own. Flora winked at me in particular and gave me a big thumbs-up sign. I blushed in spite of myself, truly curious as to what the nature of the gossip was and what it had to do with me.“Alright, now time for the next set of vows,” Dennis announced, taking over the officiator’s role.