”“I know this may seem like TMI,” my husband concluded, “but I want to be honest with you about what happens even though you are not aware of ...t at the time. Can you forgive me for being a willing participant in such acts with Kim when it seems appropriate? It feels like the touching is part of their process and it does leave me extremely horny for you.”“Of course, I can forgive you,” was my response. “In fact, there is nothing to forgive. We went into this with our eyes wide open and we are. Okay, Emily Dickinson I'm not. But seconds later my phone chimed and I read his response out loud:Bree, you're a bad, bad girl,I'll have that bum.Ready or not, here I come!I laughed merrily to myself as I imagined Ryan frantically searching.I returned undiscovered to my desk twelve minutes later and innocently resumed work. It was the naughtiest thing I'd done so far in my priggish life, and the wickedness of it all was delicious. I was early to the pub but Ryan was there already, watching for. She opened her eyes and looked intently into mine and said, ‘But for his generosity, Preethu, you would not be alive today.’ I didn’t quite understand what she meant by that. I had to ask her. I was framing the question in my mind when she once again closed her eyes. This time from the way she was breathing I knew she was asleep. The next day she became comatose and the day after she died. It is four years since then and I have been thinking about it. She did not say ‘You owe your existence to. ”My blouse was unbuttoned by that time and Marsha pulled it off and handed it to the girl behind me. They moved their hands over me sensuously for a moment before Marsha began to unfasten my skirt.I have to admit that so far what the two women are doing feels pretty nice. I’ve never been touched that way by a woman before and their touch is much more sensuous, much softer and gentler and much less demanding than all the guys I’ve been having sex with in the last couple of weeks. I quickly came.