What I do know, is that praying is about needs or wants. And I think God wants you to give over your worries and troubles to him. Just as important- w... need to pray with gratitude. Don’t forget to thank God for everything, and yes, as silly as it sounds, even thank him for your hardships. The troubles you withstand make you who you are. I know some people find it hard to believe in God when bad things happen, and I used to be one of them. As clichéd as it sounds, things always happen for a. She placed her hand on my thigh and it erected in seconds.Then I was slowly moving my hand to find the nipple and found it. Priya was breathing fast and the boobs are moving up and down, I was looking outside when I was doing this in order to play safe and act as if doing accidentally. She suddenly took my hand and made it place on stomach by lifting her dress a little. Now I was touching her body directly and it was so soft like a cotton bag or like a teddy bear and I like that. Then I started. "Especially when meeting two women," she smiled at me knowingly. She was also the older of the women. Since it was a table nobody was paired up. I spent most of the time engaging the younger woman in conversation. That is until Deacon realized that I had things a bit wrong.The women had gone to the ladies room in a pack, as women mostly did in those days. "David, Tommie is my lady friend. Selma is her aunt. I thought you might enjoy a real conversation for a change. So be nice and pay her some. HOW MUCH?"I felt so embarressed. I blushed, smiled, and let out an awkward nervous laugh. I knew that I had to overcome my awkwardness and embarrassment to complete the dare. I then stood up from the bench, walked up to the man's passenger side window, and said in a silky, sexy, and soft voice, "Today's your lucky day baby. Fucking me is on the house tonight."The guy couldn't believe what he heard. He quickly unlocked the passenger side door and demanded that I get in his truck. Once I got in.