” More tears were pouring, far from my control. I was chanting like a deranged choir boy with my head staring at space, afraid to look at them feari...g they would take my mind away in a strange spell.“Can you, PLEASE, please, p-l-e-a-s-e just give me a little time to get used to you? I have never before been in a situation like this. You feel like heaven. You are so soft and wonderful and warm. My conscience is telling me that this is ALL wrong. I’m so confused. I’m afraid of you. This is. .. now just spread open your wife's beautiful little ass- cheeks, lover, and tell me what you see..."Jack hardly knew what he was doing in his still half-drunken state. He was aware only that he owed his deceited young wife in front of him a debt of anger that somehow he was going to pay, and he did as the raven-haired woman directed. He took the lewdly grinding mounds in his hands, spreading them slowly outward with his thumbs until he could see the thick, glistening rod of Maggie's husband's. She asked him what had triggered this whole fantasy, but Ron remained tight-lipped about it, only asking her if she was willing. And then begging and pleading.And on the last day, just before the object of Ron’s fantasy was about to leave, she had accepted. Ron had rushed out, then rushed back into the room and said it would only take a few minutes.Hermione gulped. Even if she had accepted Ron’s weird request, she hadn’t really expected things to fall into place so fast. But if it got Ron off…. As before, one minute later the connection was made. Tom introduced Cynthia to Mary. Tom, in one scan, found out how deep Cynthia's love was. Cynthia found out about Tom's love also. Secrets are almost impossible to hide when connected. They were true soul mates.Tom gave Cynthia the choice to take the pain now or in a group later this week. She would only have to do it once.Cynthia asked Tom to do it now.Tom held Cynthia's hand and hugged her. He asked Mary to play the pain for him and Cynthia.