“It’s ok” I replied without opening my eyes, my fingers pushing harder against her crotch, “You cant do proper treatment with the occasional a...cidental touch” I continued and Jilly exhaled a sigh of relief, “Thank you for understanding sir” she said and now she was running her hands across my belly and found that it was impossible to perform this stroke without brushing.“Sorry sir but your penis is in the way, do you mind if I move it out the way?” she asked which I thought was totally. But mom was right. I finally found him sitting in Lucy's Barbie Car,out in the garage."I'm Sorry,Stevie. I guess I overreacted. But Mom's right,you know. You Do make a cute girl. Maybe that's why I was so weirded out. Just take my advice,OK? You Really need to work on the makeup skills!" I said and gave him a hug."That's all Lucy's fault! The makeup,I mean. You really think I'm cute?"I bent down and looked him straight in the eyes and said "Yes. Yes I do,Stevie."That's when he wrapped his arms. And I was doing all this to the Almighty.“The Lord God Himself saw me ... me, and wanted me for his wife. Asked me for my hand in marriage. Proposed to me. Put a ring on my finger. Me, a fat, freckled, pale, middle-class Catholic girl with cousins in South Boston, Philly, and the Bronx! Do you know what that does to me, to know that You loved ... still love me, think me worthy of You? Forgive me for ever doubting or daring to scold or set terms with you or whatever ... it was wrong of me!” Des. "We were reaching the heights, and then your prick fell out of my pussy like a drunk out of bed. Did I do something wrong?" Her face was red with suppressed fury, and unsuppressed frustration."No, Annamarie, it's me. I've been experiencing a few problems with ED and..." You've got erectile disfunction? You bastard! You knew you couldn't get it up yet still had the bloody nerve to ask me up here for a shag," She got from the carpet seething with anger. " I thought this was going to be the night.