It made me realize the level of neglect we had been showing each other for quite a while. What made it worse was his reaction. He simply rolled over a...ay from me and mumbled."Not tonight honey. Too tired."At first, I was pissed off. Too tired! Too tired? Too tired to get a blow job? Is there such a thing? Then a great sadness rolled over me. It appeared things were worse than I had thought. Had he been having an affair? I doubted that because there simply was little to no opportunity. He was. Heexplained that this wasn’t what he expected but hewas still very attracted to me and needed to thinkand pray about it. Could we talk next Sunday? Ofcourse, I replied.All week I was thinking of him, even when my otherboyfriends were banging me. I could hardly wait forchurch to be over. Reverend Roger took me to dinnerat a restaurant with tablecloths and real silverware.It was romantic.He finally got to the most important subject. “I am avirgin and always thought I wanted another. It's not nearly cold enough to be one," Vicki laughed. Being ogled by the ladies made James eager to find out what was in store for him. He gave himself over to whatever their plan turned out to be.The inspection of his naked body, bound as it was to the four corners of the bed, sent a shiver of excitement through James. The uncertainty of it all, his totality as receiver, made him nervous, yet eager. The women eyed him. James thought that they looked eager, too."Let's take off these clothes,". ” As she tossed the panties beside the bra, she turned, dropped to her knees on the pillow and began to unzip his trousers. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Theirs was a trip of intense business and more intense sex. Tuesday and Wednesday nights they ate in their suite so that they could be closer to the bed… or the couch… or whatever they decided would be the next prop for their next sexual act. During the work days, they were totally business in every way possible. She called him Mister and he called her Miss..