I know I am doing the best I can to love my boyfriends and I thank God for my life.There is a young assistant preacher there who always talks to me an... asks if there is anything he can do for me. I think he is the youth pastor. He is very good looking and not married. I told him I’d be glad to be friends so we have gone for walks after church. One time I reached out and held his hand and he didn’t pull away. I think he wants to fuck me but doesn’t know how to ask.Jimmy says that if I am. She remembered their younger years when sex seemed such an urgency, almost as if it was done entirely out of need, rather than as an expression of love. Now as they grew older they could relax, come together when they both wanted to share something. She had drifted to sleep looking forward to the morning. Henry was still asleep when she woke up so she slipped out of bed, headed into the bathroom and then went to the kitchen to start the coffee. When she returned to the bedroom she carried two. He I was, locked ina High Chair in a pink dress, bows in my hair, mary jane shoes,with diapers and rubber panties. I was mortified. Ann started to speak. "As I said before there will be someradical changes here. I have been planning this for a long time andsince you started to wet the bed it was as good a time as any toget the ball rolling. You don't think that I could make all thesechanges over night, do you? " Ann walked over to the desk and continued. "I found thesenifty books in. As Gary, Sarah and I made our way into the room Gary shut the door behind us. I knew from the tour that none of the doors locked but it did offer us some privacy. Gary and Sarah were kissing. I walked towards them, removing my shirt. “You don’t have to worry about taking that off” Sarah said to me I was confused “what do you mean” I asked her. “I don’t want to have sex with you, I just want you to watch Gary and I having sex” I knew I should have walked out then, I should have gone straight.