She was on her side, her breasts not even sagging but firm, her stomach was flat, with a 'innie' button, her mound was trimmed and the silky hairs jus... covering the slit of her cunny, I looked at her hip, but she was lying on the scar so that I couldn't see it.She started to realize what I was trying to do, "I'm sorry", she said, "But I've had this scar since I was young, I've always been ashamed of it, I was out playing when I was seven, I fell over some bricks and onto a saw somebody had left. The cat, satisfied with his cursory examination of the intruder, returned to his place under the table. Nevada said, “That’s a cougar!”“Yes, it is,” replied Ed. Turning to lead the way to his study, he stopped and went to the dining room table to grab a chair. Carrying the chair, he gestured with his head for Nevada to follow him. As he walked, he said, “I’ll take you to my study now.”Entering the study, Nevada stopped and looked around. He had never seen so many different kinds of rocks. After. I felt so alive as I faced the hundreds of people who'd come out on their Saturday to witness this. I gripped the podium, staring out at all of them. My preacher, Colin Fekete, stood with his wife, Fabiana. I had fixed her infidelity issue. I could have let her stay being a whore and let myself join in on the fun, but there were plenty of women I was enjoying.It didn't feel right to have my spiritual leader being cuckolded by his wife. She was only doing it because I changed Linda, one of those. Well, she did kinda have a point. Was there any reason she should suffer just because of my inadequacies?I felt myself nodding. Melissa smiled and turned to Chris. ?Give us a moment here, lover,? she said, relishing the last word. I heard it and knew that she was confirming the odd little triangle we had just formed. Chris stood up with a smirk directed at me and headed off towards the loos.Melissa looked at me. I wondered if my wife was about to tell me she wanted a divorce. Or an annulment,.