She had a moment of weakness, and now she wanted to forget it. I tried to look into her eyes every chance I got. She was avoiding that contact, it see...med. Cindy went about her daily life as normal. She was there when we arose, cooking breakfast. She was there when Dad and I arrived home. He was working at his plane assembly plant. I was finishing up these final weeks in high school. Being eighteen meant I was an adult. I thought so. I wanted Cindy again. I loved her, and I wanted to make love. This is a true story,happened a few years back now,when I was a bit younger about 18,19 years old if I remember correctly.Anyway Myra Ogg was the mother of the girl I was going out with at that time,now Myra would have been in her early 40's and her youngest daughter,the one I was seeing was my age 18/19 years old.Now Myra was not a tall woman about 5 foot 5 and quite chunky with it,but she did have massive tits,huge huge titties,and at that age I found them fascinating...lol,so Myra had just. "I was half aware of sighs, with several 'wows' from various people in the room."Teri..." Beth broke the silence that followed, "I think I'd like for you to pray for me."Teri looked at me. I smiled and nodded. "Go on." You too," she said.I shrugged, thinking I didn't have anything to contribute beyond moral support, and followed Teri the few paces across the room. We stood each side of her and laid a hand on each shoulder.I just said, "Come, Holy Spirit."Teri, though, began to speak in that. This is the birthday present I want for today. Confirm.”I was sure my sexy bitch was on heat, just like me and was planning something extremely kinky. I confirmed, “Anything my girl says.” I drove to my place and had a quick bath. I went to a medical shop for condoms, borrowed reading glasses from a friend and was at her flat before 9 am.I pinged her to let her know that I have arrived. “Rose, I am here.”“Hear this out, Ram. Enter my flat, and lock the door. I have posted a note on the back.