She turned round and sat down before me.I eased her shoulder length blonde hair away from her neck and began to gently massage her neck, moving my han...s back and forth across her neck. Julie let her head slump forwards and said, "That is so nice. Can you do my shoulders as well?" she asked."Of course," I said and began to rub along her shoulders to her neck. Slowly her head raised up and then tipped back and she opened her eyes and looked up at me. "Oh this is so nice Vanessa." She closed her. .and was opposed to pre-marital sex. I didn't want to hear any more from Jeanne, but she kept on."Why did your wife leave you, anyway? Are you some sort of closet queer, or did you chase as much ass as you could catch? Come on, tell me....I won't judge you. Maybe you were just an all-around shitty husband. It wouldn't surprise me."All my hurts, fears, insecurities, confusion and doubt came crashing together in my head. It boiled over into what I later realized was blind rage. What my. Mary Beth said, “But you already said that playing for money wouldn’t put that much stress on us. So how can this game be a good test?”I answered, “Mary Beth, what if the chips you used could only be purchased by clothes—your clothes. Do you think that would be stressful?”Mary Beth blushed and Amy shouted, “No way, jerk. You’re not going to watch us play strip blackjack.”“Amy,” I replied, “You just proved my point. I suggested a highly stressful game. Further, you could quit at any time, and. ” I shrugged. “After some rough experiences, I learned to stay away from that kind of humiliation.”“X, you are a sharp and sharp-looking guy. Most any girl is in your league. I know I am or want to be. Also, you’re a nice guy and that’s important. Besides, Cindy likes you. Her opinion means a lot to me. She’s my sister in-law.”“Beth, you seem to know a lot about me. Would you tell me about yourself?”“Cindy has told me a lot about you. I know your ‘to-do’ list and that worries me some. I see the.