I was really glad it was too, because sitting on the stools at the counter, both of us in our birthday suits, could have been very difficult. But, wit... the good conversation, our minds were occupied with something other than sex. That is, until the very end of the meal. Joan asked, “Would you like some dessert?” I could not resist temptation and said, “I think a beautiful slice of hair pie would top off dinner nicely. What do you think?” Joan smiled and replied, “I think I could go for a nice. The troubling dichotomy was the snake goddess also carried the role as the avenger.We followed after the couple, walking at our own pace. They were on a carriage, leaving down the lane by the time we rounded the manor, a troop of our estate guards followed behind at a discreet distance. There were low murmuring voices, talking about the visitors, all around us. A few temple priestesses lifted their sandals and pawed at the ground, like they were removing horse shit off the bottom of their shoe.. He then told me that he had been seeing this woman Alyssa and they had been spending a lot of time together. So they had decided that she was going to move in with my dad. Dad said I was still welcome to stay at his place on the weekends whenever I wanted.I told my mother about Alyssa and she said that she was pretty much the reason why your dad left. She was still friend with Alyssa, but not as close as they had been.I had overheard my mother talking about the life with my dad and how they had. We were in contact a lot the next few days and arranged to meet in under a week of our first meeting. I like a lot about Patrick. Besides the fact that he kisses like a dream, his dick is perfect and he eats pussy like a professional, he is just a nice guy. That sounds odd and it has really made me question some of my perceptions about people. Let me try to explain. I think even though I was a willing participant in a threesome with a stranger, I had a preconceived idea of what people were.