If I were at home, she always wanted me to help start Charley's cock in her sweet cunt or ass when he fucked her. She told me that it helped her to be... sure I still approved of her fucking Charley. Sort of symbolic, if I put Charley's cock in her cunt it must still be OK with me for her to fuck him. Patty started doing the same. I began to wondered if the stated reason was true. I kept remembering Carol's comment about wishing I were bi-sexual like her. I wondered if the girls were just trying. It's been so long since he died. I know Mr. Buchanan was spouting nonsense and superstition. I never thought he'd explode that way. I sometimes think I understand why he dislikes what I'm doing... but I had no idea he would hate me so much. It scares me. I can't even let Evelyn see, she's so strong and so successful and she fits in so well. But even Evelyn had to lie to him about coming here with me. He thinks she's at her office. It scares me. I don't know why."I whispered, levelheaded and all. Anything that wasn’t a literal interpretation of Scripture was diabolical in origin.“I was always torn between those two sides of me, the slutty side that gave it out wholesale, anything but the V-card, and the Christian-brainwashed, misguided, but sincere, well-meaning part that wanted us to get married and have two point five kids or something together. It was all connected by one fact and one alone: I was yours and I wouldn’t give away what was yours to someone else.“I didn’t dare tell you. The rich matcha and chocolate dessert were wonderful. The meal ended with a traditional tea ceremony.When we were done, I was amazingly full and satisfied. I felt like I’d just had the best meal of my life, and it was due in no small part to Yuuki-san’s entertaining explanation of what we were eating and his artistic skill in presenting each dish. I then received a birthday surprise: Mr. Goda had paid for our meal when he had given us the reservation. I made sure Yuuki-san got as many different.