"Tell him if he wants to see more he has to touch himself."Sally leaned over and said something to him.As we watched, the man, still holding a cigaret...e in one hand, grasped his cock in his other hand, putting the tips of his fingers against the shaft. My wife looked at me, looking a bit embarrassed, and then looked again at his dick.I reached over and pulled the shirt away from the other breast.The three men gazed at my wife's boobs, his nipples clearly visible in the theater light. And I. ..”“Oh, no, ma’am ... Margaret. I’d be happy to sit with someone who can tell me what to do and when. Hello, Rosie.” And Carole followed the young woman into the worship area.Sitting with Rosie and her husband helped Carole feel relatively comfortable. Having recovered her memories thanks to Kat and her family, she was able to recall ‘church’ with her parents, so it wasn’t entirely alien. Even so, the setting was different, and Rosie’s company encouraged her to feel accepted.She was further. I had been a swimmer in high school, and tried a little of my old stuff. Hmm, not in shape like I had been 7 years ago. Kathy laughed, and splashed, and swam alongside of me. Once, when she stood from the water, smoothing the water from her shoulder length dark hair, I watched the water flowing over her curves, as if caressing her like a lover would. I stood, staring, until she blinked her eyes clear.“What?” she asked, as she noted my speechless gaze. “Oh, no you don’t! I recognize that look!. She drank way too much last night - way too much. Sure she could use that as a reason for what had happened, but it wouldn't do much for the reason why it had happened.No sooner had she finished peeing, she was reminded of her activities - the remainder of Michael's semen dripped from her. She covered her face in her hands as she squeezed her muscles trying to get rid of as much as possible. God what a mess.Stacey wiped her tender lips clean. Damn him! Why did it have to be Michael? She'd just.