I just want your blessing first. Can you help me, Father Daniel, or what?" He said nothing for nearly thirty seconds, then forty-five, pondering the i...mponderables. He’d been unable to pick at the request from one angle, so he tried another. "Tell me who ‘he’ is, the man that’s going to be happy . . . and how he’ll be made happy." It was time for bombshell number one. "I’m going to give him my virginity." I heard him lean back on his bench attached to the wall in the opposite half-booth, and I. "This is going to take a little longer, and there's not going to be quite the danger of getting sunburned." He went on to explain about Spearfish Lake, the snake, and the sewer system. "We've already gotten the money for the TV surveillance to the principal investigator, this Dr. Gerjevic," he explained. "But, we understand that it's going to be another couple of weeks before the surveillance can get under way. So, initially what we want you to do is to assess the whole situation. You'll have. Like I said, I'm happily married, good sex life, all of that stuff. What happened with Phil was one of those crazy everything-came-together-at-the-same-time moments. It was the booze; Vegas in September; good company; opportunity; big, empty hotel room. You know. D - all of the above.I was there for the annual sales meeting. It was the third time in as many years I'd been there, and I always had a great time. The first year, Kyle moped around the house, pouting like a baby when I told him, and. Now Sandra's depravation and all round degradation was such that she would have agreed to cutting her own throat to end all this, so when Tom ordered her to fuck her own arse with the rubber cock she did so without hesitation, although a little gingerly as having had the rubber object literally rammed into her anal ring had made it really painful. Tom sensed what she was doing and demanded she show more interest in getting on with it; Sandra gritted her teeth and increased the speed of her.