But, let ME ask a question ... a simple one at that ... and one that I actually WANTED an honest answer to, regardless of what that answer was, and ..... nothing. No guidance. No permission, or lack thereof. Apparently, it was all up to me whether I went to Rachel's birthday party, and what would happen there.Now you know why men go crazy when there's a woman in their lives.It sort of sounded like she might be telling me that she wouldn't throw me out if I ... did ... something. By the same. She said, "Okay."She picked me up on the Saturday.They left for the evening and I entertained the kids until their bedtimes, then watched TV as usual.When they returned, she said that he was going to drive me home, since she didn't want to be out alone at that time of the night.As soon as we were in the car, he began telling me how I had grown up and became a pretty young lady. It was very obvious he was flirting and I was flattered.About half way home, he made a wrong turn. Thinking he had. At least till she came down from her battle lust.The chapel was quiet, deserted and only poorly illuminated by a few flickering candles. Just the way she liked it. She limped to the front and the altar that was placed in front of a large sculpture of the Eternal Emperor.With the creak of caked leather, L'mael knelt in supplication, restraining the urge to groan aloud as bruised knees connected with the hard and unyielding marble of the steps up to the sanctuary and altar.The leather over her. It was easily an hour; I don’t how Lakith spent that time, at my end things were gone beyond thoughts of ethics and moral, I was lying with my son in his room in the dark and I was so restless and desperate to get going with the fucking that couple of time I scolded my son to get into sleep faster.Eventually my son went into sleep and locked his room from outside. Before giving Lakith green signal on phone, I changed my attire into just a t-shirt which was ending few inches below my ass mounds:.