I don't know if it was her words or the manner and tone of voice, but I could hardly respond to her for several moments as I again coped with this new... that I wished I wasn't hearing.I was speechless as I tried to absorb what she's just said. I remembered my father's words about a slut wife and wimp husband being a perfect match. "B-Betty. . . I-I just don't know what to say. I-I-I just don't understand w-w-why y-you had to do this." I did it because I wanted us to have the c***d from such a. "Yeah," I said. "You'll love it."For a few heartbeats, the sound of the empty gym pushed in on us."All right," he said. "Sounds like a plan."Part of me hoped he wouldn't be able to see the wide, boyish smile I couldn't keep from my face. Another part of me didn't care.When J and Aaron joined us, we all stood at the mouth of the hallway leading to the front door. J leaned with one elbow on Aaron's shoulder."We're gonna go get drunk. Am I going to have to swing back by this place to make sure you. They didn't grab or grope. It was all very tender, very arousing. It was unlike what I had experienced with any of the guys that I had enjoyed a sexual relationship with in the past. There was none of the urgency you felt as you grappled with a young man and worked quickly to get each other's clothing off so that you could couple. There was just pleasure.I had already been very turned on. As I walked down the sidewalk this morning to join them for breakfast I was just a deep breath away from. In the darkness, Diane had trouble seeing exactly where the keyhole was and all her concentration was focused on opening the door. Just as she inserted the key and opened the door, a damp rag and forceful hand covered her nose and mouth. She tried to scream as another arm held her tight against her attacker. Three frantic attempts to breathe and scream cause her world to start spinning about and her strength waned quickly from her petite body.Assured that his victim was out from the c*********,.