I expected somebody to report us to the immigration authorities, but nobody did, but it was the Asian guys that arranged the marriage who came looking... for me. They found me at the campus library, they waited until I came out."You really are a piece of shit!" I was told."Yeah, right, why exactly?" I asked."Your woman owes us," the younger one said."How much?" I asked."Ten Thou and the rest." he said."Right," I agreed, "She's gone away." "Yeah, as far as Reed Street, you're pimping her out. Cum on my cock.’ He said That was all the encouragement I needed and soon, I was going over the edge. ‘OH GOD! OH, JASON! IM CUMMING!!’ I screamed. Once I started to calm down, I saw him smile and then become serious. He looked as though he was concentrating really hard. ‘Are you okay?’ I asked him. He nodded. ‘Yeah, I’m just trying to hold back.’ He told me. ‘Well, we can’t have that,’ I laughed. ‘Get off me.’ I said. He instantly did. ‘Did I hurt you?’ He asked. ‘Of course not. Just the. . . hardly know where to begin. Well, let me ask you this. Is anal sex a sin?” The priest gasped, audibly shocked. Clearing his throat, he said, “Are you . . . are you married my c***d? Well . . . uhmmmm. . . . whatever happens in the marriage bed is considered sacred in the eyes of the lord but . . .” “Oh, I’m not married but my boyfriend is. Cool, he always fucks me in the ass in his marital bed when his wife is out of town. Okay, on to my next confession . . .” “Wait, no, no. . This led to me asking Angela a little later if she would be interested. Instead of being shocked, which was my fear, she instead said that she didn’t know that we thought of her in that way. She was a little concerned though that we were asking her only because she was living on her own, and had no love life of her own to speak of. I tried my best to reassure her that our motives were only influenced by the fact that as the three of us got on so well, we almost regarded each other as partners.