History? Reconstruction and onward?” Marcie noted.“Yes and it remains so, but you can’t discuss that without at least reviewing the Civil War a ...it. There is a sharp divide in our history between the two halves or parts, before the war and after it. It was a gash, a chasm, and it marks a drastic change in how we view our nation. Prior to the war, it was a union of states more than a nation. After it, we were definitely a republic, a nation, rather than a mere confederation. Now, who can tell me. Honesty was hard but we had to have honesty.‘I’m going to find it hard but not as hard as I’m going to find losing you, destroying our family, turning our kid's world upside down, destroying our friend's lives…’The tears were back. To my surprise Pete leant forward and encouraged me to go and sit between his legs, he held me in his arms and we both let the tears fall. We held each other and cried. Cried for our relationship that I had fucked up. Cried for our family, for our children, for our. I need release. I need to come right now. She had other plans for me however. More restraints now on my ankles, she uses a tether to secure the ankle straps to the wrist straps so I was now hog tied. Kneeling down by my legs, my ass exposed and open, she starts stroking my hard leaking cock, her warm tongue encircling my ass. I flinch, not used to that. Feeling warm lube dripping onto my balls dripping down into the crack of my ass, both excitement and fear are setting in. What does she have in. It doesn’t help that I have just a few hours of writing solitude between my return home from practice and the arrival of Rhee and Heather for dinner and a mini sleepover.I have been pondering sharing this diary with Rhee, but that pondering gets my gastrointestinal lepidoptera fluttering. I see quite a bit of myself in these words, which makes sharing them a bit scary – no, a lot scary, but I want to be open with Rhee. Is sharing this diary with her the right thing to do? Obviously, it would.