"I asked Toni and she said she would love to be in the wedding," answered Chris."Toni? Who's Toni? Do I know her?" I asked."My God, you haven't met To...ni? Oh, I have to introduce you to her. She's the nicest person you'll ever meet. Her little girl is the most precious little thing. Mom and dad just love her." Whoa! Hold on here. Why haven't I met this Toni and you say she's married? Where does she live?" Toni is a widow John. Her husband died two years ago in Iraq. She has the most adorable. ”You finally sighed and let me in. I walked in the room and you closed the door and turned around. “Well, what is it?” You asked impatiently.“Umm... Well, it’s really bad and inappropriate and I have to get my courage up for it” I fiddled with my hands and you know how I get when I’m nervous.“Just spit it out! I’m not gonna stand here all night for you to get your courage up.” You yelled at me.“Okay, okay.” I sighed “I got a bottle stuck up my ass.” And the fidgeting continues. Lol“What?” In. They were both beautiful women. Like all priestesses, they preserved their youth and appeared to be about twenty-five, though I knew both were far older. The High Virgin's face was predatory, framed by her lustrous, dark-brown hair.She swept by me, her body almost fully on display, her piercings glinting. She had both nipples pierced, her labia, and her clit, along with her belly button. Gems adorned her piercings, proclaiming her mastery of every sexual art."I will deal with you in a moment,". "You know what, Beth? I'll be damned if I even remember it. You see, I was really drunk, you see, and...," I started to say when I looked at her to see her rolling her eyes. "No, I'll be honest... she was a mature 16. And her name was Rae; pretty name, huh? And I might point out, we stayed together for about five years, so I haven't had a boatload of girlfriends either," I said, wondering what reaction she would have. "Rae, huh? You're right. It is a pretty name. It sounds to me as if you were.