I still long to be part of something exciting, something bigger and greater than myself, but, I cannot seem to break free of my reservations. Well, e...cept for recently. The past month or so has been quite different for me. I thought maybe the books I’d been reading had something to do with it. Now, I’m not so sure. I’d actually happened upon the first book by accident a few months ago. I’d gotten a whole box of books from a yard sale. Some were the murder mysteries and crime drama I. My sister n law, just Sarah at the time, knew her older sister, June, really liked me. So, she dared a bunch of kissing between me and June. It was nice, but I've definitely imagined different possible outcomes of that truth or dare session since then. They said before hand that they were willing to do anything, but I played nice. The next occasion was a strip poker match between me and Sarah. I was married to June at the time, but I played it off as all in good fun. I was a pretty good poker. I removed my hand and we stood there looking at each other for a moment.“Come on – let’s go back downstairs and see what they’re up to.”He followed me out onto the landing. At the top of the stairs, I stopped.“You go first – they’ve seen me before…” I said quietly.He looked at me for a moment and then hurried down the stairs with me following. When we entered the living room everything stopped. Beth was still sitting on her mum’s lap with her legs spread and Nario had his face buried between. We were both panting. He pressed up against me and could feel his stiff cock. Now I may have to ask forgiveness, but I encouraged a man of God to take me right there.”“I don’t think God has a problem with sex,” Elizabeth laughed. “Especially when it isn’t adultery.”“I wasn’t thinking about that at the time,” Margaret admitted. “I was just thinking about getting his clothes off and getting busy. Our first time was right here in the kitchen.”“The first time?”Margaret blushed. “Yeah, well, there.