Fundamentally, you’ve bought into your church’s ideas and teaching about sex. Mine teaches the same thing and I had the same kind of struggle. The...thing is, you were scared. I wasn’t.”“At all?”“It was you, Mik! What was to be afraid of? If I couldn’t make love with you, then who? That’s what confused me about you being so afraid. I think I’ve figured it out now I’ve had a lot of time to think, lying here in the hospital with nothing else to do. At first, I thought it was just nerves, but it was. Grabbing my hair, yanking my head back and staring into my eyes as they shouted insults. One of them fumbled my balls and tightened the strap around my balls even further as the other jeered at me, laughing at my groans. I winced in pain with each grope, each ruthless fondle, and movement as they grabbed my cheeks when they were both behind me, one of them slid a latex gloved finger inside me again and simultaneously suddenly they both grabbed my shoulders and head and in one smooth single. ” She looked me up and down. “You look like you’re doing well, too.”“Looks can deceive.” From behind me, the counter server got my attention, passing me the precooked meal to take home.Kimber moved closer and studied the gourmet foods displayed perfectly. “Would you like to get a coffee?” she asked.Not really. Socializing was a chore for me. She smiled again, her intense green eyes quite captivating. “Sure,” I found myself saying.We strolled towards Starbucks. Late spring weather was perfect,. I was weeping, and my lower lip was trembling. I was a lifetime teetotaler, and thus was a disdainer of beer, but it was all over me."Look at the little baby cry." Sybil said, laughing. "I used to put him in adult diapers when he threw fits like this."Phyllis smiled. "Come over and sit next to me, precious."I was now sobbing openly, like an exhausted two year old. but I went and sat next to Phyllis on the couch."Now sit on your hands, I don't want any help from you...Phyllis's going to give you.