She’s sweet and I believe she really loves you.”“I know! That’s what scares me! Haven’t you had second thoughts?”I shook my head, “No. N...t once I made up my mind. It will hit me when I’m standing in the church on Sunday afternoon! That’s when I’ll freak out!”“No you won’t!”“Yes, I will. The gravity of what I’m doing will hit me and I’ll feel like bolting. That same thing will happen when I’m ordained a deacon. It’s normal to be nervous before a big event; I just don’t get nervous until it’s. Her flawless white skin, long blonde hair that flowed down over her shoulders and firm breasts completed the package. The expensive designer clothes that she always wore were always chosen so as to accentuate her willowy form. To a casual observer she had every benefit life could provide. In possessing both wealth and beauty, her outward veneer was that of a perfect existence. To harbour the secret she did would seem uncharacteristic, the dark desire that was always kept hidden so contrasting. Well, fuck a duck. He should be so lucky.Then he began to hint that I should give his friends a round or two — like I was his whore. His friends were sniggering and making all kinds of bad jokes about passing me from one guy to the next. I really got fed up with their dirty talk. Very soon they began to grab my tits and my ass. When I told Jefri he just laughed."Come on, Mandy. Be a good sport."I knew it was time to end this shit. They were planning to make me their whore.It came to an end at. Emma obviously noticed something in my eyes. “Hey, it’s been a while for me too.” I was surprised she had hit the nail on the head, and she leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on my lips. “You’re already doing a better job than my ex ever did, kissing him was like being assaulted by a concrete mixer full of wet ham.” “What an incredibly sexy image to set the mood.” I grinned, “Thanks though, you’re only the second person I have slept with.” “Same here,” Emma smiled, “And I have no expectations,.