" Yes. But I wanted to talk to you about something that Josh said. He said that you thought that you'd have to give up sex and become a good Christian... girl." Yes, that's what he wants me to do." I thought we'd talk about that. I know that you're wrong, and I know what you think about me, I heard you telling Jo once, so I thought maybe I could set you straight."Tess recalled that conversation with Jo, and thought that she'd die on the spot. It was before she'd turned sixteen, and she'd laughed. Okay, I’ll admit it was extremely arousing watching Marilyn chatting away happily, totally unaware I was getting expertly fingered by her husband, and despite the obvious risks, I didn't want him to stop, but then he did something I hadn't expected. Not content with just teasing me with his fingers, he slipped his hand under my small cotton triangle and pulled at it savagely. I swear I heard the soft fabric ripping, but secretly hoped it was my imagination.What I couldn't ignore was the feeling. There was so much going on in my head between the pain I felt in my face, my shame for being unable to defend myself or Rosita, and the sense of relief that I felt when I saw Becky. She would protect me, just like she protected the other girls. No one could hurt me as long as I was with Becky. Not now, and not ever. “I’m okay,” Stephanie,” I said. “Just a little dazed.”Stephanie looked at me, her eyes were concerned and she nervously fretted with her long auburn ponytail. And did Stephanie. Then though jokingly but from the heart I told them if they want they can enjoy that night with my wife. Though they were drunk, they refused my offer and told that after all she is your wife so they should not do that. I told them that if they want they could go for that otherwise I will not compel them. I then invited them to watch a porn movie. Since I had kept the TV in my bedroom, I took them to my bedroom knowingly that my wife is sleeping there partially exposing her breasts and pussy. I.