One point for Fiona.On a Saturday morning when we were all home, I’d heard David get up and use the bathroom so I waited for my turn and hoped out o... bed being sure not to wake Peter I was just in my panties and nothing else. I went down the hall to the kitchen noting that David was awake and standing in his room wearing nothing but boxers and sorting through his backpack. After starting the coffee I walked back and stopped in David’s doorway and waved. He turned and started to say something. The answer is to move on with your lives without them, secure in the knowledge that you likely dodged a bullet.“Let me reiterate: you aren’t here, left behind on Mother Earth, because you rejected this God. You’re here because HE REJECTED YOU! He rejected all of us. Make no mistake of that. If he hadn’t rejected us, we would be in Heaven with him, wouldn’t we? We didn’t make the cut. He is just not that into us, and so we must move on with our lives and prove that we never needed him in the. . and ... and I would like you to ask me to Present myself to you before I do that.”Jared looked at the girl squarely as he put the last of his things into his briefcase then said, “I hope you know that what you are asking is skirting the bounds of BSC protocol just a little bit. The respected and EXPECTED way of doing things like this is to be ASKED to Present your body and to be ASKED by someone to give them relief should they think they need it. Well that’s according to everything I have. The pressure was so much more than when my boy friend's cock penetrates me. He told I was doing fine and to just relax as he probed around inside me and told me I looked very healthy especially having been fucked so much but he said that's a girls function and did I enjoy it? Embarrassed, I told him yes I did. Well we are just about done as he removed everything and as a final procedure he lubed me up some more and inserted his two fingers into me and pressing down on my tummy he wiggled.