And that was the true source of the problem. Al Barton had identified it and I agreed with him. As Doctor Green had intimated, she had no coping mecha...isms and no support structure because she didn’t feel she needed them. And getting past THAT roadblock was something I had no idea how to do.When we arrived at the church, I lit a candle and pushed it into the sand in front of the icon of the Theotokos, and then venerated the icon of the Entry into the Temple, before moving to my usual spot,. My big bulbous cockhead pushed against her tight little ass ring, and then slowly it began to separate, and my cock nudged its way into her tight ass."Oh fuck Robbie, it feels like your stuffing my asshole with a baseball bat or something!" Mrs Jones groaned as I slid further and further into her back passage "Oh god, I've never felt so full!" My cock was only about half way in before I began to gently thrust back and forth, and the feeling of her tight asshole around my cock, the feeling of. My business grew, my sex life improved, and I fell in love with Marsha.One day I said, “I love you!”She said, “Okay, prove it!”I got down on one knee and held up a ring as I asked, “Will you marry me?”She looked at the ring and replied, “Yes.”I then held up four more rings and said, “These go with it.”Marsha smiled. We had been discussing her getting her nipples and pussy lips pierced. In fact it had been her bringing it up but I knew that she was a little hesitant about it.She said, “I’ll do. "I... I saw a post you were tagged in onFacebook. So, yes, I know you like Mexican food. I..."I put a finger to his lips. "It's OK... We're good, let's go enjoy someamazing Mexican food. I could use a drink after the last twenty-whateverhours." I was smiling and Paul looked relieved I had let him off thehook. Choose your battles was all I could think. In the scope of things,it was somewhat nice he had found that out and wanted to make dinnerspecial on our 'date'. All good...March 10th.