I’ve met a few guys here, mostly college students, but nobody I’m interested in. Well, until you.”“And why are you interested in me?” I aske..., opening my bag of chips and eating a few.“You’re different from most of the guys I knew in High School or at the community college. I mean, you own a house, for Pete’s sake! You do have some strange views, but that’s intriguing. You seem like a nice guy. You aren’t Tom Selleck, but you look nice.”“Gee, thanks,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.“Uh,. I’d started doing the household chores and really enjoyed my role of home maker. I loved my Dad and just wanted to make him happy.My Dad had become quite protective of me and I had quite a strict upbringing. We went to church each Sunday. But outside that I didn’t really socialise much. I wasn’t allowed boy friends but that didn’t really bother me much, I wasn’t really interested in them. Due to my strict upbringing, I’d been excused from sex education at school, so didn’t really know much. I told you. You're not getting a cold here” she drank the last wine in her glass. “I'll be right back. Need to use the bathroom” “Ok. well thanks for dinner Karen. Was very good. Can i pour you some more wine” She raised herself from the table. Leaned over and said “You're welcome Brian, and yes pliz. Hehe fill it up” She then walked to the bathroom. Heard the door close. I pulled my pants down. My cock was hard underneath the pantyhose fabric. I was loving my teachers cum soaked pantyhose. I. Whether it happened that way doesn’t really matter to me.”“Do you believe in God?” Staci asked. “I mean, if Genesis is just a myth then maybe the rest of it is.”“Maybe it is. I’m an agnostic. I can’t make the logical leap that because I’m not sure about something that it doesn’t exist. But I can sure as heck say that I have no idea. Maybe there’s a god. Or gods. Or maybe there isn’t. I simply don’t know. That said, I find a lot of wisdom in the Bible, just like I did in the Bhagavad Gita and.