"You have got to be kidding!" It's true!" Lessa laughed."What did you do?" I Let him of course!" Lessa chortled. "Then I drained him of every dropof l...st and sexual desire he had." You destroyed his libido?" Christie gasped."I was his fourth victim." Lessa's voice becoming cold. "I could see hislust filled memories of the others he had raped. I couldn't let himcontinue to do that to women." And they call us monsters!" Christie sighed, realizing from the lookthat Lessa was giving her there was. Please read so the story flows together. After laying with Laura for a few minutes we began to kiss again. Now I am not sure if it was that I was being an idiot or just caring, but I decided to ask her if she was sure she wanted to go again. With those beautiful brown eyes looking into mine, she didnt hesitate to say she was absolutely sure. At that point she went up to me and starting kissing me again. We were both laying on my bed, we started laying on our sides facing each other and she. My best friend's second wife, who loved him but found sex with him boring, who fancied me as a "bad lad", and her 16 year old son who hated his step father (my best friend) with the feeling being mutual, and him adoring his real dad who was still carrying a torch for his mum . Jenny had been a bit of a wild girl when she was young, but was now a teacher and well known by parents and pupils in our town. We were having a very good sex affair, but having to be discrete all of the time was wearing. He didn’t even know anything about marriage, first he asked me about that and I told him, and then he said he wanted to marry me, so I said might as well, can’t dance. Jesus, Dan, I can’t tell you how happy I am!”“Good for you, girl.”“And we’re going out today and he’s going to buy me a ringy-dingy-dingy, too,” I go on elatedly.“That’s ‘ring-ring-a-lingle, ‘“ he says, quoting I know from somewhere. “‘I’ve heard that’s where it leads.’****Linda, I’m very happy for you. I don’t give a shit where.