And off he went, wearing his finest Sunday clothes (not that he ever attended church of course). Phillip had gotten quite a late start on the day howe...er, having drunk his fill at the local tavern until late the night before as was his habit, and didn’t even arrive at the walled orchard until fairly late in the afternoon, as it gets dark quite early in the winter. He walked around the walls briefly, and seeing no gate immediately climbed up over the wall and into the orchard quite uninvited. A. If for some reason you don’t choose me afterwards, I will be devastated. Yes, there are risks with this and I am willing to take them because I have a lot of ego, you know that. But, and this is really crazy, John is worthy of you in ways that other men aren't. He’s not more worthy than me but worthy enough. Enough for both of us.John made me realize something that I should have known but didn’t. When I think about you, I want to be your sexual provider and your sexual protector. I desire you. We took shots of vodka, but he didn’t even know that I was taking simple water in my glass. Soon enough he was out nodding off on the couch. I decided that this was my chance to go and pay a visit to his mom.I crept into her room and saw her sleeping on the bed. I decided that I would try to wake her up to see what happens next. I went and tried to wake her up but she was out sleeping soundly. I shook her hard by shoulders, but she did not move. I then decided to take her night robe off to see. She sat there staring at me for a few seconds before she spoke."Honey, is this fantasy of yours something you really want to go through with, or just that, a fantasy?"I was shocked by her reaction and told her I didn't know for sure and then we both shared a half of a grin.Just then, the waiter showed up at the table and it was a welcome break in the conversation.As we ate, we had some casual conversation, then Hanna started discussing my fantasy."You wouldn't be jealous? Or mad? I just cant.