You do, however, have to decide on your response to it. You could fight it and refuse to co-operate which, I suspect, is what you've been doing. Bill,...she loves you, and it was breaking her heart watching you struggle. I suggest it would be... right ... to accept what she's giving you ... in love, from love. Out of that, I will not judge you ... either way."I nodded, in acceptance of his point, rather than in agreement."Very well..." he went on again. "Bill ... we need you back in the pulpit.". She eventually got around to asking why I wasn’t currently dating anyone. She thought with the big motorcycle I was riding, I’d have girls lined up for dates. I told explained that I had high quality control standards and that it wasn’t a big deal to me. Then she blew me away by asking what I did to get off? I stammered for a second. One of my friends’ wife’s was asking me what I did to get off when I wasn’t dating. Well, I can talk to anyone about anything, why should this be any different? ‘I. You are not a slut, Valerie, you are MY slut, understand? You belong to me and I will use you when and how I want." Oh, Bobby! Oh, that's all I've ever wanted! Yes! Yes, Bobby! Oh, I'm so happy!" she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me over and over, smothering me with her kisses until I caught her face and held her still so I could kiss her the right way, deeply and passionately, like lovers instead of brother and sister.After our talk, we sat on the sofa watching TV for a while. It. I knew that Doctor Mercer’s hyperbolic request was beyond the pale. I was married to Jessica AND Kara, and they to each other, no matter what the State said; no matter what society said. That was not going to change.On the other hand, I did want to be able to do what Doctor Mercer had asked me to do. I’d detected that problem myself, at least in a broad sense, and had tried, unsuccessfully it seemed, to navigate to only a friendship with Crystal. I had no idea what was going to happen there,.