It’s been torture watching you and Angie try to save your marriage. I’m sorry it didn’t work.”I said, “I don’t here an answer?”She said,... “To what?”“I asked you to marry me on the plane coming back from Las Vegas. You hem-hawed around. I never got a firm answer.”Ellen jumped into my arms.“YES!, Jim. Oh My God, YES, Baby, I’ll marry you!”Two months later, we were married in a small but nice ceremony in a country church since it was Ellen’s first marriage. Our families and some coworkers were in. But you could not. We were too outnumbered to have a chance at resistance, and they were so… so strong. We were strangers and lost in their streets. They must have selected us as soon as they saw us and made their move.”A sudden sense of shame caused my head to try to turn away as I blubbered, “I know what you mean to do and it only makes me adore you all the more, but it doesn’t change the fact that I felt powerless, so helpless and powerless.”“You were, baby. you were made completely. Her legs had a little space between them, up at the top, while Kathy's were close together there. She had bigger, more rounded breasts than my sister did, and her nipples were darker, and I could see how her cunt lips hung down outside her crease, whereas Kathy had just a smooth exterior split with everything tucked up inside. Jo looked up at me and saw me looking at her pussy. She looked a little question at me with her eyes and I looked up into hers and said, "Just looking at how different. As before, when excitement grew so uncertainty waned. At first, lingering germs of doubt had made her uneasy. How could one know, after all? What if the actuality appalled? One thing to dream; another to? But now she did know. Knowing also that her chosen road permitted no u-turns. A fact she had found a little scary. That part of her still obdurate in it’s attachment to normality horrified; wanting nothing more than to turn away from the scene she had worked so hard to contrive and return.