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I am sending in my newest chapter of A Journey of a Real Woman.
 
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A JOURNEY OF A REAL WOMAN By Kacey1999 Email kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com Please
email me your comments and suggestion, as I appreciate readers who take the
time to give feedback.  I am telling Betsy's story, as she gets set to turn
40, and she thinks back to what has happened in her life.

   Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am
not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman...  or the craziest.

   Chapter Eleven

   Betsy was more than ready for the best chapter of her life story.  Her
journey seemed like an eternity until she met Mr.  Right.  Danny was 6'3",
very good looking and he had a very athletic physique.  He played various
sports during his college days and excelled in football.  He was even
drafted, as a safety, but chose Med School to become a shrink instead.

   It was Danny's eyes that Betsy first noticed about him.  He had dark,
mystic eyes that were a combination of blue and green, which she found
absolutely paralyzing.  They were so gentle and she felt love every time
she gazed into them.

   Not long after their relationship became serious, Danny took her to meet
his family in CA.  Betsy considered his mother and father a dream come
true, especially since she never had a mother around for most of her
adolescent years.  Danny only had one sibling, a sister who he protected
like the big brother he was.  She was married with two adorable children
and a woman considered a knockout by any standard.  Both Danny and his
sister had their father's tall, slender physique, but luckily she had her
mother's radiant beauty.

   It was during the trip that Danny jokingly told Betsy that they would
have to keep Doris away from his sister.  That became a standing joke
between the two and one that Doris herself laughed off as completely
unfounded.  Danny was very close to his family and he got along extremely
well with his sister, even though he was only a year older than her.

   Betsy remembered one particular evening when everyone was sitting around
chatting after diner.  Danny told his parents that Betsy was his life long
study, which she found very comical at the time.  Now years later, she
realized the statement was true and she was very grateful for that.  Then
she remembered Danny's most unique characteristic.  He never forgot
anything.  Her common response to his numerous recalls was a short,
sarcastic, 'whatever!'

   Danny treated her with respect and as an equal in every way.  In fact,
she reasoned, Danny was more concerned with how she felt or what she needed
than in his own welfare.  Most guys Betsy met would do anything or walk
across a desert of broken glass to get a sniff of her panties, but Danny
was different.

   Shortly after their return from CA, Betsy moved most of her belongings
into Danny's house on the north shore.  They were probably considered a
loving couple by most people and Betsy didn't mind the assumption at all.
Life was good and Betsy welcomed the normality of it all, as she hit her
mid-thirties.  Getting married was a lifelong dream and she was grateful to
have finally found the man of her dreams.

   ***

   Betsy's dreamland hit a snag.  She got to the point in her story where
she was forced to face the truth.  She was not proud of it, but there was
one lie to be recalled.  The realization that she didn't count omissions
made her grin, as she believed in the analogy that what a person didn't now
wouldn't hurt them.  No, Betsy mused, she wasn't proud of being dishonest
and unfaithful to Danny, but the episode had to be told.

   The wedding was still two months off and one day she ran into Thomas. 
She was walking down the street and there he was, just as she remembered
him.  He was still as handsome as ever and his appeal was just as strong.
Looking back on it now, Betsy realized that the meeting was probably
purposely setup.  Thomas had an ego that was limitless and he likely wanted
to prove he still had it, by overcoming the one woman who jilted him.

   Betsy was at a loss to figure out why she did it.  No matter how good
life seemed to be and how satisfied a person was, there were always doubts.
So when Thomas invited her for a little bite to eat at a nearby eatery to
talk about the good old times, she willingly joined him.  Betsy reflected
back on it, now years later, and she considered the times he was talking
about as not the best of times.

   She remembered sitting in a quiet café and Thomas doing all of the
talking, like the good salesman he was.  He seemed overly happy for her to
be getting married and his congratulations appeared very sincere at the
time.  Then out of the blue, he asked Betsy if she was busy on the long
weekend.  So many things flashed through her head and all she remembered
was being overly confused.  She desperately wanted to fabricate a story of
being busy, but somehow her quality of telling the truth won out.

   Apparently Thomas had a business convention in Baton Rouge.  He asked
Betsy if they could meet at his hotel on Friday evening, as he wanted to
buy her drinks and a nice dinner.  Thomas was a smooth talker and she never
dreamed of him having anything devious or wicked planned.  Looking back on
it now, she was mystified as to how she could have been so stupid.  She
fully realized that any sane, logically thinking person should have known
Thomas was up to no good.

   His timing was just too coincidental, but Betsy was too naïve to know he
was scheming.  Thomas had been to the clinic where Danny had an office and
he had found out Danny was going to be away for the long weekend.  "I'd
love to see you...  if you're not busy.  I'm booked in at the Radisson and
the conference is there too," he said.

   All Betsy could think of at the time was to not tell Thomas the truth.
She sat still without saying a word, but Thomas wasn't done.  "Come to the
hotel and we'll have dinner.  I'm free all day Friday and they serve the
best seafood in the world there," he whispered.  "Do you remember the great
times at the beach house?  God, if we could go back in time."

   All of a sudden she let the fact that she was once in love with the man
rule her decision.  Danny was going to CA to visit his family and he was
making some final preparations with them for the wedding.  "Ah, no.  I
guess I don't have plans," she said knowing she was a fool.  "Danny is
away...  visiting his parents."

   As soon as she said it, she knew trouble was on the horizon.  Initially
when she got to this portion of her life story, she intended on rushing
through it.  The guilt was great and she thought if she only spent a few
moments on the infidelity, she would feel better.  Suddenly severe
punishment was the answer for her guilt.  She had to see it again, as that
was the only way to eliminate demons.

   Betsy wanted to slap herself for not being able to lie, yet she did lie
to the one person who dearly loved her.  Later she told Danny that he
should enjoy the weekend in CA and that she had a conference to attend. 
She even went to the trouble of making up a fake agenda, which she made
sure Danny would see.

   As was her custom, she thought it would all work out and that she could
control what happened.  Was it a demon, or what was it that made her agree
to meet Thomas?  It was like she was in a James Bond movie and on a
top-secret rendezvous.  She knew it was wrong, but she still went to the
hotel.  When she arrived at the Radisson, there was a key at the front desk
for her.  She went up to Thomas' room and found a cold bottle of wine and a
note.  "Meeting with a client.  Enjoy the wine and I'll be back around
five."

   She had one glass of wine and then another before Thomas showed up.  He
came into the room and gave her a hug and a kiss, which was not aggressive
at all.  Then he changed clothes right in front of her and strangely Betsy
remembered not being able to look away.  She blushed, but didn't divert her
eyes from his masculine body, which still sent a shiver through her entire
body.  He still looked good and Betsy imagined running her fingers up and
down his muscular chest.

   Looking back on it now, she realized the man was very shrewd and knew
how to make her comfortable.  They immediately went down to the restaurant
where they had a lovely meal.  The man knew all the right buttons to push
and he ensured her resistance was devoured by numerous glasses of wine.  It
seemed only natural to go back up to his room after eating, as she couldn't
think of one excuse not too.

   Once they entered the dimly lit room, Thomas was in-charge.  He closed
the door and then he sternly shoved her up against the hard door.  His
jacket and shirt were off before she could react and all she remembered
seeing was a blurred vision of his masculine chest.  This time he kissed
her hard and left no doubt what was on his aroused mind.

   His strong hands quickly shot under the back of her dress and grabbed
the cheeks of her ass in determined fashion.  He squeezed hard and dug his
fingers into the soft, velvety flesh and then he pulled her hips forward
into his hard body.  Betsy felt the obvious protrusion in the front of his
pants and the images of his hard cock flashed in her head.  She felt her
dress being loosened and suddenly she was standing against the door wearing
only bra and panties.

   There was one thing on his lust-filled mind and she was within reach. 
"Suck my cock...  just like you used to.  God woman...  no woman sucks cock
like you can."

   At the time Betsy merely thought of doing it and then Thomas might leave
her alone.  Caught up in a web of deceit, she never realized how wrong she
could be.  "Betsy!  You're the greatest.  Holy fuck...  I'm ready," he
moaned.  Suddenly his pants were bunched around his ankles and his bobbing
penis was in her face.

   There was nothing else to do but comply with his demands.  She wrapped
her right hand around his thick cock and held the head straight out from
his hips.  When she sucked the head into her burning mouth, Thomas' knees
almost buckled.  Somehow he remained standing and then he put both of his
hands on the back of her head.  She had no choice now, as he held her
captive with his cock buried inside her mouth.

   The blowjob continued for a long time and she thought he was going to
blast his load down her throat.  All of a sudden he jerked her head
backwards, freeing his throbbing cock.  "Get on your hands and knees.  I've
gotta fuck that gorgeous pussy.  I hope it's still bald," Thomas said.  "I
have to drive my cock into your belly...  just like the good ole days."

   Betsy remembered pleading.  "Thomas.  Oh gawd, not like this!  I
can't... I just can't."

   Before she could do anything to stop him, she was in the perfect doggie
position.  It made her shiver in disgust, as she dreamed of it happening.
Thomas ripped off her bra and panties and they would never be part of her
wardrobe again.  She felt his powerful fingers around her waist and then he
pulled her torso backwards with all his might.  All the wind came out of
her chest and she couldn't breathe for the longest time.

   All of a sudden the fingers of his right hand sneaked around her hips
and latched onto her throbbing control button.  Thomas knew exactly how to
control Betsy.  He squeezed her clitoris hard and pulled it out far enough
so he could roll it around vigorously.  Betsy swore the lump in her throat
was the end of his prick, as Thomas fucked her like a sex-starved maniac.
The most troubling thing for her now, as she remembered her past, was how
she pushed back at him.

   Thomas was in control and he wanted to hear her speak.  Thomas let go of
her swollen clitty and wrapped his wet fingers in her hair.  He yanked her
head backwards, which arched her back so severely that she teetered to the
side.  His hips jerked back and forth, as he rammed his cock to the hilt
with every thrust.  "Fuck me baby.  Fuck me," he hissed.  "Say it.  Tell me
what you want me to do to you!"

   She was beyond caring.  "Fuck me.  Fuck me, you bastard."

   He pulled harder on her hair.  "More baby.  I want to hear you."

   Her back arched even more and her mouth gapped wide open.  "Oh gawd. 
Your cock is so deep...  fucking me," she moaned.  "Gawd...  it's in my
belly."

   It was never enough for Thomas.  "I want more.  More...  or I'll fuck
your ass."

   The bastard knew she hated anal, but once she was filled with lust,
anything was possible.  "Fuck me, you rotten bastard." She never dreamed of
experiencing anything, as drastic as an orgasm, when she agreed to meet
Thomas.  Suddenly a short, swift spasm shot through her loins like a streak
of lightning, and then she was consumed my lust.  "Oh gawd, no...  no... 
no..."

   "That's it baby...  I feel you cummin'," Thomas whispered.

   Her body was soaked in sweat and Thomas was in his glory.  "No.  No! 
Dear gawd, I can't stop." He felt her tremble and then her body went into
violent convulsions.  She did the unthinkable and climaxed during sex with
a man other than Danny.  How they got from the floor to the bed was a
mystery to Betsy.  All she remembered was being totally exhausted and
falling asleep in Thomas' arms.

   If she was confused before the weekend, suddenly she was really
confused. After the raunchy sex, it almost felt like they had never been
apart.  Twice during the night, she was wakened by a horny Thomas and there
was no way of stopping him.  They had sex and, as baffling as it seemed to
her now, she experienced mind-blowing orgasms each time he fucked her.

   She couldn't remember the exact time, but it was definitely past noon
when she got out of bed.  Thomas had already left and a nice, hot shower
that lasted thirty minutes was the perfect solution for her tired body. 
She no sooner got out of the bathroom and then the phone rang.  It was
Thomas and he informed her that he made reservations at one of the most
popular bars in Baton Rouge for dinner.

   Thomas said he was at the convention, but he would be back within
minutes.  Betsy's first inclination was to excuse herself and leave
immediately before she did anything else really stupid, but some strange
power seemed to prevent any excuse.  She hung up the phone and stood
motionless for many minutes, wondering what had come over her.  When Thomas
rushed in and changed, she merely got dressed for the evening knowing she
was not doing the right thing.

   They arrived at the bar a bit early.  Thomas asked the maitre d' to seat
them in the bar area until their table became available, which sounded
reasonable to Betsy.  Since the bar was very busy at the time, they were
forced to share a table with someone else.  Betsy felt slightly
uncomfortable when they were seated with two young coeds who appeared far
too anxious for company.

   The first thing Betsy did when meeting the two girls was nickname each
with their most obvious characteristic.  One was Giggles and the other
Lip-biter, but it was solely for her own benefit that they were given
nicknames.  They talked for a few minutes waiting for a table and found out
the girls were from Mississippi.  The girls were in the city celebrating
the completion of their successful midterms and they desperately wanted to
experience new and exciting things.

   Betsy had no way of knowing that money had already changed hands before
they arrived on the scene.  The meeting in the bar appeared spontaneous and
there was no way to tell that Thomas knew the girls already.  Betsy was
actually a little surprised, but happy Thomas invited the coeds to join
them for dinner.  She thought it might give her the perfect opportunity to
escape and leave Thomas for good, as he would still have two sex-toys.

   During the short wait for a table, the conversation somehow got on the
subject of women on women.  It should have immediately put up a red flag,
but Betsy didn't notice it at the time.  The talk merely made Giggles laugh
more and Lip-biter bite her lip even harder.  At the time Betsy didn't
realize she gulped down two drinks without any trouble and that sort of put
her more at ease.

   When the table came available, Thomas escorted his harem into the
restaurant section.  He offered to buy everything, so the drinks plus the
food kept coming.  It didn't take too long before the talk returned to the
earlier discussion about women on women.  This time the flags started
waving like mad and Betsy suddenly didn't know how to get out of the mess.
Lip-biter volunteered the information that she was extremely experienced
and although she had a steady boyfriend, she preferred the taboo sex.

   Then Thomas asked Giggles if she had ever tried it and the coed told him
that she had not.  Betsy almost fell out of her chair when Thomas told the
coeds that she was the best cunnilingus teacher in Louisiana.  She
immediately turned the brightest shade of red and couldn't say a word for
the longest time.  After a most anxious period with everyone staring at
her, Betsy felt trapped with the others expecting her to willingly perform
for her students.

   Feeling like a prisoner, Betsy needed some air and she went to the
washroom to get away from the three.  She took her time and struggled hard
for a solution to her growing dilemma.  'Yes,' she decided.  'I'll just
tell Thomas that I can't stay...  that I have to go.' She knew it wouldn't
sound logical to suddenly come up with an excuse of having prior
commitments, but something had to be done.

   She slowly walked back to the table with a determined look on her face.
When she reached the three, Thomas immediately stood up and grabbed her by
the elbow.  "I paid the bill.  The girls want to party...  celebrate with
the sexiest professor in Louisiana," he said.  "I've invited them up to our
room."

   They were on the way to the room before Betsy had a chance to reply. 
She looked straight ahead and Thomas held her arm the whole way.  She could
hear the two coeds behind and knew all of their giggling overly excited the
girls.  At the time her emotions had gone from the greatest anxiety to the
highest degree of apprehension.  She was almost hyperventilating and could
hardly breathe, as Thomas led them into the hotel room.

   The only thing she needed at the time was a real stiff drink.  Thomas
poured everyone drinks and then they paired off.  The coeds sat on the bed
and Betsy sat beside Thomas on a leather settee.  Betsy remembered staring
across the room at the two girls, as Lip-biter slowly stripped all the
clothes from her girlfriend.  Then the girl quickly stripped naked herself
and all Betsy could do was stare in disbelief.

   She was so stunned that she didn't even react when Thomas went to work.
He brazenly loosened the top of her dress and felt her boobs.  Every time
she raised her arms to protest, he merely slapped them down to her sides
and kept groping her freely.  Then he boldly raised the hem of her dress
until the material was bunched up around the top of her thighs.  When he
tried to shove his hand between her legs, she used all of her strength to
keep her legs tightly closed.

   All of a sudden everything happened so fast that she didn't have time to
get away.  Thomas was out of the sofa and the two girls were on either side
of her.  Lip-biter was in her glory and she took command right away.  The
girl kissed her hard on the lips and left no doubt who was in-charge.  When
she pulled back slightly and stared into Betsy's bewildered eyes, her voice
was soft, but stern.  "You won't believe me...  but Sammi is a virgin. 
She's never fucked a man...  or been fucked by a woman," she whispered. 
"You're going to show her how a real woman makes love!"

   Betsy sat motionless between the two girls.  All she could do was slowly
run the tip of her tongue around her open mouth, trying to keep her lips
moist, but she couldn't speak.  She felt a million fingers on her chest, on
her stomach and on her legs.  She was unable to prevent them taking off her
clothes and suddenly she felt a cool breeze on her heated flesh.  Betsy
knew she was almost naked, as they left her wearing only bra and panties.
"It's time," Lip-biter whispered.  "Make a woman out of her!"

   Suddenly she was free.  No hands were touching her and nothing prevented
her from running away.  Slowly she rolled her head sideways and came face
to face with destiny.  Giggles wasn't smiling anymore and her face was
deadly serious.  Her eyes fluttered and her mouth gaped wide open, as if
she expected fulfillment.

   Betsy let her eyes roam downward to the heaving chest.  She noticed the
girl's slender chest moving rapidly in and out and that her tits were firm
and perky.  Her eyes lingered on the swollen nipples and Betsy wondered if
they were painted on the ends of the girl's tits.  Then her gaze shifted
down again.  The girl's stomach heaved in and out in tune with her chest
and there was a dark, triangle patch of hair.  It was neatly trimmed, but
sparse enough so that Betsy could make out the pussy lips.

   The girl's legs were spread, as if she wanted someone to put their hand
on her girlish treasures.  Suddenly someone pushed Betsy forward and closer
to the young coed.  She merely acted on impulse, knowing the next hour was
going to be a monumental occurrence for the girl.  Betsy immediately placed
her hands on the upraised boobies, which easily filled the palms of her
hands.  Then Betsy put her face between her hands and flicked her tongue at
one of the hard nipples.

   The coed started crying and it was not from pain, but from intense
desire.  The girl's hands were so desperate that her fingers intertwined in
Betsy's hair, pulling her head closer.  Betsy was forced to open her mouth
wider and she gobbled the girl's titty into her mouth, which seemed to make
her happy.  She pushed on the hard nipple with her tongue and heard loud
moans of ecstasy from Giggles.

   The next step was to put her hand between Giggles' widespread legs. 
Betsy let her fingers draw a trail all the way to the soaked treasure and
Betsy remembered feeling the immense wetness.  The girl's hips thrashed up
and down out of control and she was unable to stop the rush of cum. 
Giggles climaxed before Betsy touched her virgin pussy.  The girl thought
it was like all the times she masturbated in the college dorm, but she was
wrong.

   Betsy's fingers pulled the swollen labia apart and latched onto the
girl's precious control button.  When she rolled the clitoris around in the
vast moisture, the girl screamed and her body went stiff as a board. 
Giggles never breathed; she didn't move a muscle and her juices ran out all
over Betsy's skilled fingers.  Then all of a sudden she went out of control
and her body thrashed frantically all over the lavish, leather sofa.

   Betsy couldn't remember anyone having such an extended orgasm.  The
girl's climax went on and on and Betsy was afraid to take her fingers off
her pulsating clitty.  Suddenly they were kissing and Betsy never really
knew how that happened.  Somehow her body was positioned so that she was
lying on top of the young coed and her ass-end was up in the air.  There
was no doubt that she was completely vulnerable and before she could react,
there was a face between her legs.

   The noise was deafening.  She heard loud slurping sounds, as Lip-biter
deftly pulled the narrow band of her panties to the side, and lapped her
slit in a ravenous manner.  The girl was no novice and she instantly
devoured Betsy's entire clitoris.  Her hands were on each of Betsy's
ass-cheeks holding them apart and high in the air.  Lip-biter's mouth was
on fire and the heat scorched Betsy's womanhood, making her temperature
rise sky-high.

   Abruptly Lip-biter deemed her girlfriend was finished.  She easily
flipped Betsy onto her back, as her girlfriend slithered off to the side.
Betsy remembered how helpless she felt at the time.  Suddenly she was
completely naked as Lip-biter ripped off her panties and bra in a
heartbeat. Then Betsy remembered hearing the ooohs and the aaahs, as the
two coeds stared at her shaved pelvis.  It sent shivers up her spine when
they explicitly stated how sexy her hairless pussy looked.  Betsy
remembered getting even more anxious when the coeds brazenly declared what
they planned doing to the sexy professor.

   Betsy remembered having the sense to struggle, but suddenly her arms
were pinned above her head.  The young coed had control and Betsy was
powerless when Lip-biter dove in for the kill.  She lapped her slit like a
dog in heat and Betsy swiftly lost the will to fight.  Instead of
struggling or trying to keep her legs closed, Betsy allowed Lip-biter to
push them farther apart.

   The scene from years ago was vividly etched in her head and Betsy tried
to see it all happening again.  She imagined the girl bending over the arm
of the sofa.  Lip-biter had her knees on the floor and her upper body was
tightly pressed between Betsy's widespread legs.  The girl pushed one leg
up and on top of the sofa back.  The other she pushed to the side and let
Betsy's foot drop to the floor.

   Betsy wondered what it must have looked like to Thomas and Giggles.  An
older, mature woman was in the deep throes of an overly dramatic orgasm. 
She was in the midst of creaming all over the girl's tongue and then she
remembered glancing downward.  Her vision was blurry, but she was able to
see the length of Lip-biter's back.  Directly behind the kneeling girl was
a naked Thomas and he had his rock-hard cock in his fist.

   Lip-biter was bent over the sofa's arm and her backside was defenseless
against a determined Thomas.  Betsy noticed him motion towards the other
coed and she knew immediately that he was showing off.  Giggles was timid
and appeared to be afraid, but Thomas convinced her to put her hands on his
pecker.  Soon Giggles was slapping Lip-biter on her upturned ass with the
menacing cock, which made her friend flinch at every slap.

   It was a moment in time when a million things happened at once.  Betsy
had to admit that watching Thomas ravage the young coed from behind while
the girl ate her pussy was extremely arousing.  Lip-biter had Betsy's
clitty inside her mouth, twirling it around vigorously with her tongue,
when her whole body went stiff.  Suddenly Lip-biter's teeth clamped down
hard on the tiny clit, but Betsy was long past the point of feeling pain.
Her orgasm flourished, as she rode the out of control roller coaster and
she desperately tried to watch what Thomas was doing.

   Betsy knew exactly when Thomas rammed his tool into the skinny coed. 
The devious man had the one coed hold his cock at the delicate opening to
her friend's pussy and then he thrust forward.  Betsy watched Lip-biter
buck wildly every time Thomas pounded his cock into her, but the girl's
mouth never left Betsy's opening.  To this day she never wanted to admit
that it was a fantastic orgasm, even though she left no doubt when her body
went into severe convulsions.  The girl finger-fucked her and the only lip
between Lip-biter's teeth this time was one of Betsy's.

   Thomas loved ravaging sexy women and he was in his glory.  "Holy, sweet
fuck!  This is gonna be good," he moaned.  "Hold on honey.  You're about to
get fucked by a real man...  with a big cock!"

   Lip-biter remained stiff for a long time.  Betsy was thankful for the
sudden reprieve, but she wasn't going anywhere.  Suddenly Lip-biter's sharp
teeth clamped down hard on the tiny morsel inside her mouth and Betsy
realized there was still something left inside her belly.  She watched
Thomas ram his cock to the hilt and then he pumped in and out of the coed
like a furious madman.  He held her slender hips perfectly positioned and
he pounded her midsection into the sofa arm.  Thomas hit bottom with every
powerful thrust and Betsy knew he had the stamina of a stallion.

   When the coed released the fiery clitoris, Betsy thought she would spend
the rest of her days without one.  Then the girl's tongue slapped it back
and forth at a tremendous rate and suddenly she felt better.  The
convulsions in her belly subsided, but the cum kept running down her love
canal until the coed sucked it all up.  Thomas didn't want to cum, but
there was no possible way to prolong it.  His eyes flared wide open
watching his once precious girlfriend go through the throes of erotic bliss
and then he released his demons.

   When the sounds of animal lust stopped, Betsy found out just how devious
Thomas really was.  Being in the pharmaceutical business, it was obvious he
had taken something to keep an erection, as he turned his attention to
Giggles.  She was giggling like crazy again in obvious nervousness, as she
anticipated what was on Thomas' mind.  Then he easily picked Giggles up and
carried her to the king-sized bed.

   Betsy remembered the next installment of her life story as being
extremely entertaining.  Giggles kept whimpering and pleading for Thomas to
be careful.  Apparently her experience with men was very limited and she
adamantly stated she had never been with anyone of Thomas' stature.  Betsy
remembered how interesting it was watching a predator conquer the timid
prey.  Thomas must have fucked the poor Giggles for the longest time before
he could get his big cock all the way to the hilt, but he was determined.

   Lip-biter who had been crudely goosed by Thomas was content in Betsy's
loving arms.  Somehow the coed snuggled up to Betsy and they both watched
Thomas and Giggles.  Both women were utterly shocked when Giggles suddenly
relaxed and wrapped her legs around Thomas' waist.  Her back was severely
arched and it was obvious she was climaxing.  It was one that Giggles would
most likely remember the rest of her life and Betsy would as well.

   When Thomas finally orgasmed, the scene put goosebumps all over Betsy's
heated flesh.  He pounded Giggles' ass into the bed like a madman and it
was obvious that he was using her for his sexual enjoyment.  Giggles had
experienced an untimely orgasm earlier, but suddenly her entire body
started to shake violently.

   Thomas was nearing the end of his orgasm, but then he saw another
opportunity.  He grabbed Giggles' ass with his strong hands and held her
pelvis aimed straight at his groin.  His thrusts were slow and extremely
powerful, as he drove his cock through her cervix and into her belly.  It
was a most illustrious sight watching Giggles' legs thrash wildly in the
air, as she babbled constantly without saying any real words.  The swift
orgasm appeared to rob her sanity and made her look completely out of
control.

   Betsy vividly remembered being mesmerized by the untamed lust before she
was interrupted.  She had remained on the settee with Lip-biter and they
were half-sitting and half-laying, while facing the bed.  The girl was on
the outside and she sort of pinned Betsy deep into the crevice between the
sofa's back and seat.  Betsy's first impulse was to resist, so she wouldn't
miss anything, but that was quickly forgotten when Lip-biter kissed her.

   Lip-biter sort of rolled on top of Betsy and pinned her deeper into the
back of the sofa.  Betsy held her legs together, but the girl still found
plenty of space to squeeze her hand between Betsy's velvety thighs.  The
kiss became heated and suddenly the girl's fingers slipped into the
wetness. Lip-biter pushed hard with her middle finger until it crushed the
delicate clitoris.  The clitty was raw and still throbbing from the earlier
assault, yet Betsy felt an instant response to the molestation.

   Lip-biter curled her finger so that the tip entered Betsy's opening. 
Then she yanked hard, keeping the end of her finger inside Betsy's honey
hole.  A violent tremor shot through Betsy, as the young coed used her
finger to press harder on her clitty.  Then Lip-biter jiggled her finger
and hand back and forth, as fast as she could, while keeping the bud
compressed against Betsy's bony pelvis.

   Giggles and Thomas were finished and they noticed the heated action
across the room.  They rushed over to the two women and the only thing they
did was encourage the young coed.  Betsy remembered looking into the eyes
of her ex-boyfriend and seeing nothing, but a crazed lust for power.  She
turned her head slightly and saw that the other coed stared intently at her
breasts.  The girl's face had a mesmerized look and she was slowly licking
her lips with the tip of her tongue.

   Betsy remembered her emotions rising until she succumbed to Lip-biter's
physical assault.  As she soared through the sea of ecstasy, the vision of
Thomas' smiling face was plastered on the bulletin board in her mind. 
Betsy desperately tried to convey her unwillingness for any further sexual
episodes, but there was no one on her side.  Suddenly it hit her.  'If this
was the way to finally put Thomas behind her, then so be it,' she thought.

   ***

   Betsy recalled how the action was nonstop until about three in the
morning.  It was clear by then that Lip-biter had a toy named Giggles and
Betsy would wager money that the coed would finish off her college days in
fine fashion.  Thomas had fucked both girls to within an inch of their
lives and Betsy knew he was still hoping for more.  The memory of hearing
what Thomas said and did at one point during the night made her disgusted
for being so gullible.

   His pills were still working and he was intent of screwing a young coed.
When Lip-biter struggled to stay out of his clutches, he merely set the
record straight.  "Too late now sweetheart.  You agreed...  took the money.
You're cunt is mine," Thomas hissed.  "Here, Betsy!  Shave this sweet,
young thing.  Make her dirty cunt look pretty...  just like yours."

   Thomas had secretly taken a razor out of his bag and held the instrument
in Betsy's direction.  All of a sudden the intrigue alone stopped Lip-biter
from fighting.  Her eyes got bigger and bigger, as Thomas pinned her down
on the bed, and Betsy slowly took the razor out of his hand.  The coed
watched in total amazement, as her sparse curly-Q's disappeared.

   Betsy found the experience very electrifying.  She felt the girl's
entire body shiver with expectation and Betsy had never seen anyone's eyes
light up so brightly.  Slowly she shaved Lip-biter until the girl was fully
aroused and her breathing was extremely rapid and broken.  Near the end,
Betsy let one of her fingers dip into the vast wetness and she purposely
grazed the tip of the girl's clitty.  She thought the girl would climax
right then, but somehow Lip-biter prolonged the rising lust.

   When the last curly hair was delicately shaved from the girl's pelvis,
there was the obvious evidence of heated passion between her legs. 
Lip-biter was moaning out loud and she was consumed by intense desire.  She
brazenly held her legs spread and welcomed a finger, which started at the
crest of her gleaming slit and slowly ran down to her exposed asshole. 
Lip-biter flinched and found it impossible to lie still, as Thomas took the
next step.

   Betsy remembered moving back from the untamed animals and she found
herself with Giggles.  They stayed in each other's arms and watched Thomas
savagely fuck Lip-biter who was so worked up that she didn't care he was a
monster.  The scene still made Betsy cringe, as it was powerful, and
actually very stimulating when Thomas ripped an orgasm out of the girlish
coed.

   After Thomas screwed Lip-biter, he needed a short break, most likely in
an attempt to rejuvenate his declining sexual power.  His cock had been
hard for so long that it throbbed constantly and he needed a rest.  That
left the three women together and Betsy quickly reconfirmed her belief of
who was truly in-charge.  It was obvious Lip-biter enjoyed having a slave
more than having sex.  Although she was eaten more than once and fucked by
Thomas, she was far more enthusiastic when it came to seducing her friend
or Betsy.

   Betsy recalled how the next hour played out.  It was 60 minutes of
lesbian lust, which she reasoned aided in Thomas' rejuvenation.  Lip-biter
was in a foul mood after being mauled by Thomas and she wanted nothing more
than to demonstrate her feminine domination.  At the time, Betsy sensed the
coed's hostility, but she vowed to do whatever it took to get the night
over with, so she allowed Lip-biter to gain control.

   Betsy never suspected Lip-biter to be so shrewd or devious.  The girl
suddenly had two willing slaves and she immediately showed them who was
in-charge.  She ordered her friend onto her back and then demanded Betsy
get to work.  The razor was shoved into Betsy's hand and then Lip-biter
pushed her towards Giggles.  It was obvious the girl was not going to
struggle, as she lay on her back, spreading her legs to give Betsy enough
room to shave her hairy snatch.

   Giggles reacted just like her friend did when she was shaved.  Her body
flinched and shuddered with each stroke of the razor and in no time she was
fully aroused.  Betsy purposely let her fingers wander on occasion and made
sure she fondled the girl's wetness.  She actually thought Lip-biter would
eat her out, but that didn't happen.

   Betsy had seen porno movies with three women going at it hot and heavy,
but she never thought she would be doing it with two coeds.  She had to
admit that the two looked very attractive and sexy.  There wasn't much
doubt to the meaning of Lip-biter's demands, as she was very explicit. 
"Lick Sammi!  Do it to her...  then eat me," she whispered to Betsy.  "I
want to watch you lick her cunt...  and make her cum!"

   It took many minutes for the three to find the best position.  Betsy
could only imagine what Thomas was thinking, as he watched the young coed
take charge.  She found herself prone between Giggles' legs and all she
could do was comply with the girl's instructions.  Betsy remembered staring
at the girl's freshly shaven pussy and the next thing she was licking it.
Her tongue lashed through the overly wet pussy and each time the girl
couldn't stop her nervous giggles.

   Giggles was a nymph when it came to someone licking her sweet pussy. 
She climaxed so fast that Betsy wondered if the girl could ever prolong an
orgasm.  The entire time, Lip-biter had her hands on both women.  As soon
as Giggles' body stopped thrashing all over the mattress, Lip-biter was
anxious for her turn.  She motioned for Betsy to get between her legs, as
she got on her back beside her girlfriend.

   Betsy was still prone and it was easy for the two girls, plus Thomas to
shift her into the proper position.  Thomas's hands were everywhere and
Betsy remembered having to swat them away from her backside.  He still
managed to goose her a few times, as he intended on taking advantage of her
precarious situation.  When Betsy put her face between the girl's legs, she
knew there was no other option, but to seduce the girl.

   Betsy was good at cunnilingus.  She cleverly evaded the girl's most
sensitive clitty and simply caressed every other spot with the tip of her
tongue.  It didn't take long before Lip-biter was mewing like a kitten and
Betsy noticed her arms were strewn off to the sides.  The girl's back was
severely arched and it was obvious she was trying to prolong the most
wonderful feeling.

   Suddenly Betsy fucked Lip-biter with her tongue, using it like a small
penis.  Then she reached under her nose and pinched the throbbing clitoris
with the fingers of her right hand.  The girl simply let go when Betsy
pulled the bud outward and started rolling it with her fingers.  The juices
tasted bittersweet and Betsy rammed her stiff tongue all the way into
Lip-biter.  The girl's orgasm was both powerful and very lengthy and Betsy
had to wrap her arms around the thrashing thighs, so her face wouldn't be
slammed by the girl's bony pelvis.

   Betsy recalled how the two coeds turned their attention on her, once
Lip-biter's orgasm was over.  At the time Betsy was lying on her tummy and
Lip-biter slithered down until she was able to kiss her.  It must have been
the irresistible urge to taste her own juices, but the girl appeared overly
aroused even after her orgasm.  Then the girl flipped Betsy onto her back
and the game was on.

   Lip-biter had her hands on Betsy's luscious boobs and she acted like an
excited teenager with a new toy.  "Sammi!  Spread her legs.  Get between
them," she whispered.

   "Sweet Jesus.  Look at her cunt," Giggles moaned in obvious pleasure.

   "Do it!  Eat her, honey.  Make the professor your sweet-ass bitch,"
Lip-biter ordered.

   "Oh, God, I will," Giggles whispered.

   Betsy fully understood how the girls loved the fact that she was an
older woman.  She tried to hold her legs together, but any struggle on her
part seemed fruitless against two strong girls.  Suddenly Thomas was beside
Giggles and he easily spread her legs, as wide as they would go.  All of a
sudden she was being kissed hard on the lips and Lip-biter's tongue was
inside her mouth.  The girl's fingers caressed her boobs, rolling the
hardened nipples in big circles.

   She wasn't positive when she resigned herself to defeat, but it was
shortly after Giggles stuck her tongue in her opening.  The girl may have
been a rookie without much experience, but how much practice did a girl
need to become expert at cunnilingus?  Her dainty fingers held Betsy's
labia apart and completely exposed the pink jewel.  All Betsy could do was
roll her shoulders back and forth because the rest of her body belonged to
the two coeds.

   Giggles started licking her opening and slapping the clitty around with
her tongue.  Betsy couldn't keep her hips on the bed and they jerked around
in time with the girl's expert tonguing.  Suddenly her clit was between the
girl's teeth and it was nibbled with the care and love of an angel.  Betsy
felt her belly heaving in and out and she realized time was critical.

   Lip-biter was the mistress.  "You're a goddess.  Sammi has your lovely
clitty in her mouth," she whispered.  "That must feel good?"

   Betsy merely shut her eyes and tried hard to block out the world.  The
girl kept her lips next to her ear and Betsy tried desperately not to
listen.  "I love your pussy...  how bald it is." Lip-biter watched Betsy's
pretty face twist in desperation.  "I love the way Sammi's playing with
your little clit."

   Betsy reasoned, if only the girl would shut up, but she wouldn't.  "You
have the nicest tits.  I've never felt such lovely ones...  and I love the
way your nipples get so hard." The girl licked the side of Betsy's face and
even jabbed her tongue in her ear.  "You have the nicest nipples in the
world."

   Suddenly Giggles used her finger.  The girl inserted her slender middle
finger and curled it so she could rake the sensitive G-spot.  Lip-biter
licked her ear and kept talking.  "I've never seen anyone cum like you. 
Sweet, fucking Jesus...  you're fucking like a bitch in heat."

   Betsy didn't want to hear the dire news, but there was no escape.  "Holy
fuck!  Sammi's finger is fucking you so hard.  She's ramming it all the way
in...  making you her bitch."

   It was the saddest news, as it made Betsy realize how she was acting. 
All of a sudden Lip-biter crouched directly over her head.  The girl
practically sat on her face and leaned over so she could reach her chest.
Betsy refused to touch the girl's cunt with her tongue knowing it would
make the girl mad.  Suddenly Lip-biter grabbed both nipples at once and
pinched so hard that Betsy cried out.  "No...  gawd, no.  Please, don't
hurt me," she groaned.

   This time the girl never said a word.  She simple spread her legs
farther apart so that her crotch sank down on top of Betsy's face. 
Abruptly the girls were a team.  Giggles sucked hard on the tiny gem inside
her mouth and used her tongue to press the clit against the roof of her
mouth.  Then Lip-biter squeezed both nipples and rolled them around and
around very vigorously, but she didn't pinch too hard.

   Betsy recalled opening her mouth to sound some sort of protest, or maybe
plead with the girls to be gentle.  Her eyes opened and a mere inch away
was the girl's asshole.  Her mouth opened and something wet hit her lips.
She stuck out her tongue to lick them off and then Lip-biter shivered
wildly.  Betsy felt helpless and her only concern at that point was ending
the assault, as quickly as possible.  She rammed her tongue straight up and
it went into the girl's hole, which was wet and hot.

   Now as she looked back on that fateful night, Betsy realized she was a
sex-toy for Thomas and the coeds.  Her belly was on fire and she knew
nothing would stop the burning desire except an orgasm.  A trickle of cum
started leaking down her womanly canal and suddenly there was a flood. 
Giggles fingers dug into the sides of her hips and the girl held the
flaming hips firmly, so that her mouth could remain over the running
honey-hole.

   Betsy remembered giving up.  Her tits belonged to one girl and the other
coed ate her out.  Giggles was possessed and her hunger was profound, as
she drank everything Betsy had inside.  One thing kept Betsy going.  She
was determined to reclaim her soul and if that meant drastic humiliation,
so be it, she deemed.

   ***One last time with Thomas.

   The three women merely collapsed after the tiring threesome.  It was the
middle of the night, but Thomas was ready to go again.  After watching
Betsy's superb performance when she performed cunnilingus on Lip-biter, he
got extra motivation when she turned on the domineering coed.  Seeing his
sexy ex-girlfriend seduce the young students was stimulating and he could
hardly wait for his chance.  When the two coeds united and royally fucked
Betsy, his manly ego surfaced one more time.

   Betsy had no idea whether his rejuvenation was natural or caused by
pills, but it was immaterial at the time.  During their relationship,
Thomas loved having sex with her when he was on his back and she rode him
bareback.  Before Betsy had a chance to protest or try to plead her case,
he grabbed her.  She quickly found out that his ultimate scheme was a
demonstration to the two coeds that he was king-stud.  In a split second,
Thomas was in the middle of the bed and his cock was pointed straight in
the air.

   "C'mon baby.  Remember the good times.  Let's show the girls what a real
woman can do."

   Betsy found his statements repulsive at the time, but there didn't seem
any way out.  "This is it...  the last time," she whispered.

   Thomas didn't give a shit and all he wanted was more cunt.  "C'mon baby.
Ride me like you used to.  You're the best...  ever!"

   As soon as she crouched over his torso and squatted over his upstanding
pecker, Betsy knew it was a mistake.  Thomas grabbed her around the waist
and jerked her body downward in a ruthless manner.  The next few seconds
were both awesome and dreadful for Betsy.  She felt the head of his pecker
push into the narrow space between her thighs and the long, hard shaft bent
in half, as his cock pushed into her crotch.  All of a sudden, she felt the
head slide forward an inch or two and suddenly it found her opening.  The
cock sprang into a solid rod of steel and buried itself in her womanly
honey-hole, so fast it took her breath away.

   Betsy merely let her torso drop until she was fully embedded on Thomas'
stellar cock.  Abruptly the audience entered the picture.  Both girls
imagined being impaled on the long, menacing penis and they were glad it
was happening to Betsy and not them.  Giggles was still awestruck by
Betsy's luscious tits and they were within reach, far too enticing to
resist.  Betsy put her hands on Thomas' chest to retain her balance, giving
Giggles the freedom to molest her boobs.

   Betsy visualized the ghastly scene of erotic torture.  She was sitting
on top of Thomas' groin and his cock was fully buried.  The first minutes
were devastating, as she was forced to ride the bull.  Thomas sort of
jerked his hips up and down at a fairly fast tempo.  At the same time he
had his hands around her waist, rocking her hips back and forth in perfect
time with his thrusts.  Her memory was foggy, as to how long he kept up the
rocking rhythm, but each time he thrust upward, the head of his cock
damaged her resolve to fight the man.

   All of a sudden Lip-biter joined the fray.  She planted her feet on
either side of Thomas' chest and stood directly in front of a bewildered
Betsy.  Lip-biter grabbed Betsy's arms and placed them around her slim
waist in anticipation of forcing the woman to lick her pussy.  Betsy's face
was at the girl's midsection and her cheek was pressed tightly against
Lip-biter's tummy.

   Thomas was in his glory.  He stared up the inside of the girl's legs, as
Lip-biter stood over his chest.  The newly shaved cunt was visible just
before the girl shoved one of her own fingers inside the hairless, pink
slit.  Lip-biter finger-fucked herself and held Betsy's flushed face
against her burning flesh, much to his enjoyment.  The scene was overly
stimulating, as he imagined the controlling coed forcing his ex-girlfriend
to lick her pussy, as soon as he was finished fucking her.

   Then Thomas glanced at Giggles who was like an excited schoolgirl.  She
crouched down beside the other two women and fondled Betsy's golden globes
with both hands.  She cupped one titty at a time and desperately tried to
get the nipple into her mouth.  There wasn't much room with Lip-biter in
the way and all Giggles managed to do was flick a nipple around with her
tongue, which had the desired affect on Betsy.

   Thomas was in heaven.  He remembered the good times when he fucked Betsy
whenever he felt like it.  Suddenly his cock was so hot and he felt the
inferno of Betsy's belly robbing his willpower.  Betsy was truly paradise,
just as he remembered her.

   That was when Lip-biter stepped forward a small step and forced Betsy to
bend backwards.  Betsy's womanly canal tilted back, as well, and Thomas
began thrusting upwards like a madman.  Betsy remembered the onslaught. 
Earlier she vowed not to feel any compassion for Thomas, but that suddenly
changed, as his erection raked across her sensitive G-spot.  She couldn't
remember anything pressing so hard on the spot and the constant pounding
was too much for her.  It took mere moments in this position before her
hips started vibrating.

   All of a sudden the devious girls started helping Thomas.  Betsy sensed
he was losing control and at any moment he would blow his load.  She
unwillingly recalled the intimidating session and how it must have looked.
Her body was bent backwards; Lip-biter was holding her face buried deep in
her crotch; Giggles was supporting her back so she wouldn't fall and Thomas
was filling her beloved honey-hole with molten lava.

   Betsy thought she might have a chance, but that vanished in a heartbeat.
She could almost taste the young coeds pussy, which was so close to her
mouth and nose.  Her cheeks were covered with the girl's juices and the
strong smell of sex was hard to take.  Her heart rate quickened and Betsy
still believed in a miracle.  Then out of the blue, Giggles' hand slithered
down the front of her sweaty torso and the girl's fingers instantly found
the throbbing jewel.

   Suddenly Betsy remembered how her body developed a rhythm of its own,
which matched Thomas' to perfection.  She felt the coed's fingers spread
the puffy labia and then the girl's fingers latched onto her swollen gem.
When giggles pulled the clitty out of the wetness and into the cool air,
Betsy teetered on the precipice.  Suddenly she watched one of her nipples
disappear in the girl's flaming mouth and then Giggles' teeth nibbled on
the tender bud.

   Her struggle ended.  It would forever be her secret and she would never
tell anyone about being fucked by the three.  Betsy remembered the
demoralizing orgasm like it was yesterday.  The guilt and shame of allowing
such infidelity would haunt her forever.  Her body, her mind and now her
soul belonged to the devil, but she vowed to keep it all a secret.

   Betsy flashed over the remaining moments of being fucked by Thomas and
his two young partners.  Her belly was going through severe convulsions
with Thomas' cock filling her reservoir with his demon, male seed.

   She recalled the last few minutes of the ominous session.  Her orgasm
eventually subsided and the next thing she felt was Lip-biter's insistent
prodding.  The girl's hips were jerking crazily back and forth and her
fingers were between her legs.  Betsy suddenly realized Lip-biter was
masturbating and she immediately sought revenge.  She pushed Lip-biter's
hand aside and thrust her long, middle finger into the girl's soaked hole.

   Lip-biter stood on wobbly legs.  Betsy hugged the girl's torso.  She
wrapped her left arm around the girl's hips, squeezing her ass with her arm
and pulling the girl tightly against the front of her own body.  Betsy felt
short, swift spasms rocket through Lip-biter's midsection and she realized
the girl had lost control.  The immense moisture trickled down her hand and
onto her wrist, as the girl climaxed without holding anything back.

   Thomas had the best view and he wasn't moving away.  His ex-girlfriend
remained seated on his midsection, but now she had other things on her
mind. He had his hands round Lip-biter's ankles, which aided Betsy to hold
the girl upright.  Betsy finger-fucked the girl and she managed to
furiously lick the girl's newly shaved pelvis at the same time.  Her hand
moved back and forth at lightning speed and she obediently thrust her
tongue downward, threatening to invade Lip-biter's precious womanhood.

   Thomas' eyes grew larger when the girl's hips thrust forward madly.  He
managed to spread Lip-biter's legs more and the end came with a rush. 
Betsy tasted something a little tangy, but she wasn't sure if her tongue
touched the girl's clitoris.  The last thing Thomas witnessed was Betsy's
darting tongue grazing the girl's pink pearl and then his ex-girlfriend
sucked the willpower out of the coed.

   ***The End of Thomas.

   Betsy was not only completely exhausted, but she felt totally used by
Thomas and the two girls.  She practically fell off Thomas, falling forward
until she rolled off his torso onto the bed.  Everyone fell asleep after
that and no one stirred until about midmorning.  Betsy remembered hearing
the two coeds and they were both giggling this time.  The girls jumped in
the shower together and Betsy was glad for the reprieve.  She would never
forget that morning, as long as she lived.  Lying flat on her back with
Thomas beside her, a decision that she once considered the hardest to make
was suddenly the easiest decision of her life.

   It hit her with the abruptness of a lightning bolt.  She was leaving
Thomas forever.  There would be no more Thomas in her life and she felt the
most wonderful, soothing feeling wash over her entire body.  She vowed
never to be intimate with him again.  Her face beamed when she rolled her
head to the side and told him.  "I'm glad I came," she said.  "Now I can
leave, knowing I'm over you...  never have to see you again."

   Then she rolled out of bed and got dressed.  There was no time for a
shower, as she wanted to make a clean getaway before the two coeds got out
of the bathroom.  Betsy felt his eyes on her the whole time, but she was
steadfast in her decision.  He tried, "Oh well, let's have lunch," but she
dressed and left right away.  His eyes burned a hole in her back, as she
walked away, but it was a totally invigorating feeling knowing she was in
control of her life.

   The drive home was the most rewarding one-hour ever.  Her heart must
have beat at 150 the whole way and she was totally exhausted by the time
she got home.  The demon was gone!  Betsy was grateful that she didn't have
to worry about Thomas, ever again.  "What a fool," she whispered.  "What a
damn fool I've been all these years."

   ***At long last, the wedding.

   The date for the wedding was set, but a huge storm hit New Orleans. 
Tropical Storm Bill hit a few days before the wedding and screwed up their
plans.  New Orleans got hit pretty bad by serious winds and some flooding,
so their formal wedding plans were canceled.  Betsy likened it to one of
those steamrollers that got going and picked up speed, but then broke down.
She was disappointed, but more than willing to wait for the best day of her
life.

   When Danny suggested they get married in a small ceremony a few weeks
later, Betsy was actually happier to have a smaller wedding.  She had
waited years and a little more time was easily acceptable to her.  They
decided to only invite immediate family and their closest friends and to
have the ceremony in Baton Rouge.

   Most people already thought they were married, so a small service was
sufficient to make everything official.  Doris was the only woman in the
wedding party and Betsy wanted it that way.  Things turned out much better
with a small wedding, as the arrangements were much simpler, and also a lot
cheaper.

   Betsy recalled the time leading up to the wedding.  She made most of the
plans with Danny and Doris' help.  Since her only immediate family was her
dad, most of the wedding guests were Danny's family who mostly lived in
California.  Betsy even traveled with Danny to California to make the final
arrangements with his parents right after the storm ruined their formal
wedding plans.  She remembered meeting a couple of Danny's old girlfriends
during the visit.  They were blondes from a bottle and both had fake boobs.
Well, maybe not fake, but it made her feel better thinking they were.

   Even before the marriage, Betsy had most of her belongings moved into
Danny's house on the north shore of Lake Pontchartrain.  Only the heavy
furniture had to be moved after the wedding and then they planned renting
out her house.  As the date got closer, Betsy and Danny got together with
Doris to go over any last minute arrangements.

   Thinking back to one of their quiet meetings, Betsy smirked.  They were
sitting around the kitchen table discussing where all the guests would stay
during the three or four days.  Betsy only had one aunt and uncle coming
from out of town and the rest of her friends lived in the immediate area,
so there was nothing needed for her side.  When Danny counted his family,
they easily found a place for his parents, as they would stay in his house.

   It was also easy to accommodate his other relatives, as they would stay
in Betsy's house since she was basically moved out.  That only left his
sister and Doris quickly volunteered to have his sister stay with her. 
Danny jokingly ordered Doris to leave his sister alone, which caused a lot
of laughter at the time.  Since it was already a standing joke between them
all, Danny never imagined that something would ever come of the jesting.

   Although Danny trusted Doris and he knew his sister would never be
unfaithful to her husband, it still left a nagging doubt about the
arrangements.  He was well aware that Doris seemed to get anything she
wanted and the reality sent a shiver up his spine.  Danny never doubted it
for a second that if Doris wanted to have sex with his sister, it would
happen with or without Angela's cooperation.  Then he felt more assured
knowing Angela's husband and two children would also be staying there.

   Betsy reassured him that Doris would be on her best behavior for the
wedding, but she certainly wasn't all that sure herself.  Everything seemed
to go as planned when the day came, as the weather was perfectly clear and
sunny.  Baton Rouge was the greatest location for a wedding and the day was
one that Betsy would fondly remember.  Not only did everything go smoothly,
but she also got married to the man of her dreams.

   Even now she looked back on that day as the best day of her life.  Danny
couldn't leave his work for very long so they merely took a short honeymoon
at a beach in Florida.  It brought a smile to her face when she remembered
how they acted like teenagers for the entire time.  The only thing she wore
was a skimpy, red bikini or her birthday suit.  When she looked back at the
pictures taken at the time, she felt overjoyed because those few days were
so joyous with her new husband.

   Life quickly got back to normal after they returned from Florida.  She
had to get lesson plans prepared for the upcoming semester at college and
Danny had to get back to his patients.  The calm and normality of married
life was something Betsy never dreamed would be so rewarding.  She looked
forward to coming home every day from class and being with Danny.  Now in
her mid-thirties, she felt more like a woman in her early twenties,
experiencing life's pleasures for the first time.

   Betsy recalled one particular time when they were out partying and had
drank too much to drive.  They stayed the night at Doris', which was very
convenient, as it saved the long drive home over the causeway.  It was
during that sleepover that Betsy remembered giving her husband permission
to fuck Doris.  She deemed it was the alcohol that gave her the loose
tongue, but she remembered telling Danny it was okay if he had sex with
Doris.

   Her only request at the time was that she be there to watch, which she
deduced were old habits coming back to haunt her.  In an odd way, she
actually dreamed of watching her husband with Doris.  The fantasy of
sharing with her best friend in the world was so exciting that she got
thoroughly aroused every time she dreamed of it happening.  Now that she
was much older and hopefully wiser, she looked back on that night as a
premonition of what was in their future.

   Danny never hesitated in declining the offer and he simply told her that
she was nuts.  Although he found Doris extremely attractive and very sexy,
he only had eyes for one woman.  As he told Betsy numerous times, he didn't
want to come between the two, so it was easy for him to turn down her offer
at the time.

   ***

   Betsy traveled down life's highway and she entered a stretch that was
going to be hard to get through.  Doris called one day and she mentioned
that Bingo was going to the vet.  Apparently he was walking funny, as if
one of his hind legs was injured, and he was due for shots.  Two days
later, she phoned and talked to Danny for a long time.  When Betsy asked
what it was all about, his face was somber and his voice was serious. 
"Pack your bags...  clothes for several days.  Bingo's sick!"

   It took thirty minutes to get to Doris' and Betsy couldn't remember
feeling so much anxiety.  When she rushed into the kitchen, Bingo was in
his normal spot, relaxing beside the patio door.  Doris was standing at the
sink staring out the window into the backyard.  Betsy went over to Bingo,
giving him a big hug and she started petting him in loving fashion. 
"What's this?  You're not feeling well?  Let Betsy give you some TLC."

   Danny walked up behind Doris and he gave her a big hug.  They had a
brief conversation and the whispering was too soft for Betsy to hear.  Then
Danny walked over to where she was huddled with Bingo and he gently picked
up the big dog.  "Get the front door," he whispered.  "You girls stay
here...  I'll take care of everything!"

   Betsy acted without thinking.  Doris had turned around and watched the
three leaving the house.  It was the strangest thing when Betsy noticed her
dearest friend and all she thought at the time was that Doris looked like
shit.  She opened the front door and then rushed out to open the back door
of the car for Danny.  He gently placed Bingo in the backseat and then
everything went deadly quiet.

   Betsy would never forget that moment.  Bingo stared out the window at
her and his eyes were teary and sad.  His eyes never left her, as Danny
backed out of the driveway, and headed away.  All of a sudden it was like
driving straight into a brick wall.  She merely fell to her knees on the
ground and cried like a baby.  Time ceased to exist and Betsy really
couldn't remember how long she stayed in the driveway crying.

   Suddenly she came back to her senses and thought, 'Oh, my gawd, Doris!'
Betsy ran back into the house and found her friend curled up on her bed
sobbing.  She simply went to Doris and hugged the best friend she had in
the world.  After awhile, they fell asleep and stayed that way for the
longest time.

   When she woke, it was getting dark and she heard someone downstairs. 
Betsy went down and found Danny in the kitchen packing up Bingo's things.
The reality of what happened hit her and she knew Bingo was gone forever.
Then Danny went around the house getting everything else that belonged to
Bingo while his wife went back upstairs to keep Doris company.

   Betsy remembered getting Doris undressed and then the two fell asleep in
each other's arms.  As it turned out, Betsy spent the week at Doris'.  It
was Wednesday when Danny brought the ashes back and Doris set them on the
living room table.  "I'll get some flowers," she whispered even though she
was in no shape to go out of the house.

   The next few months passed and Betsy got more worried about Doris with
each passing week.  She thought things might work out good when Doris
buried herself into her financial advisor business, but in general, she
still wasn't looking too good.  Being a model for many years, Doris always
looked great and she never let her physical appearance look messy, but now
it was different.  A model needed a certain attitude to walk down a runway
and that was now gone, so it was best she never took any more modeling
jobs.

   Doris lost weight; her hair was a mess and she didn't use makeup most of
the time.  Her eyes just looked empty and worse yet, Betsy reasoned, her
friend had lost all interest in sex.  Betsy, Danny and many other friends
tried to help, but Doris remained in her own lonely world.  The thick
protective shell that everyone noticed around Doris was suddenly shattered
and she was more vulnerable than ever.

   Betsy discussed it with Danny and he explained how grief was such a
powerful emotion.  The bond many people establish with their pets was
similar to that of a mother and child.  Betsy informed Danny how Doris had
grown overly attached to Bingo after she had been raped.  Doris had been
away from her family and friends and very alone at the time, so it made
perfect sense that Bingo became prominent in her life.

   In analyzing the problem, Danny told Betsy that the only cure for Doris
was time and her inner core.  He said that talking about it would merely
bring back memories and then grief.  Until Doris moved on, she would dwell
on the sadness of what happened, Danny told her.  As sad as Betsy felt
about Bingo's passing, she was more terrified with the thought that Doris
may not recover from the death.

   Betsy spent as much time as she could with Doris and she was relieved
that Danny never said a word about her being away from home.  She reasoned
that the one good thing to come out of the sad time was the love Danny
displayed for her.  He realized that she loved Doris and he supported every
decision she made regarding her dearest friend.

   Two months passed and Doris gave the appearance of recovery.  She was
putting some weight back on and getting out a little, but Betsy still
noticed Doris' eyes had lost that familiar sparkle.  The occasional smile
appeared, but it was more forced than anything else.  Betsy was still
worried, but suddenly she was also getting mad.  Enough was enough, she
thought at the time, and she was more determined than ever not to lose
Doris.

   All of a sudden the real problem for Betsy was that she was going down
with her friend.  She started to lose weight and even though Danny tried to
console her, nothing seemed to help.  Her biggest problem at the time was
the impending decision that had to be made.  It was going to be Danny or
Doris and she wondered how God could ask her to make that decision.

   Betsy tried hard to keep faith.  She remembered a ray of hope came when
Danny suggested they all take a holiday.  Summer was coming and he made
arrangements by renting a condo at the beach.  When she told Doris, there
was a faint sparkle in her eyes, which gave Betsy more hope than she had
felt in a long time.  If she ever lost Doris, she wasn't sure if she could
recover, or even want to.

   ***

   The first couple of days at the beach were good.  The condo sat on an
isolated portion of beach and it was nice to be away from people.  Doris
insisted they take the master bedroom and she took an adjourning room. 
Betsy thought she noticed Doris had a little more life and the hope kept
building.  It was Tuesday when they were all relaxing on the beach,
watching the waves roll in.  They chatted and everyone seemed more at ease
than ever.

   It was late in the afternoon when Betsy decided to take a shower and
then fix them some snacks.  She remembered singing to herself that
afternoon, as everything seemed to be getting better.  After the shower,
she was in the kitchen when she glanced out the window towards the beach.
She noticed Danny and Doris had moved their chairs right up to the
waterline and they seemed to be talking.  Doris' head bobbed up and down
every few seconds, as if she was agreeing with Danny, and then they both
headed for the condo.

   Betsy handed each a glass of wine when they came in and promptly told
them to get their asses moving.  "Let's have a drink...  a little snack and
then go get dinner," she said.  Danny took his glass and headed up to
shower and Doris stayed in the kitchen.  She sipped her wine and the smile
on her face was the nicest gift Betsy had received in weeks.  "You look
good...  better than you have for a long time."

   Doris' face continued to beam.  "My love!  You are the luckiest woman in
the world.  Danny is a wonderful man," she said.  "People have talked to
me...  over the last little while, but nothing made sense."

   "We want you to get better...  get over your sadness," Betsy whispered.

   "I have you to thank...  and Danny," Doris said.  "He told me how stupid
I've been acting and how goddamn rotten I've made everyone feel... 
especially you!"

   Betsy didn't know if it was the wine or Doris' revelations that made her
whole body seem warm and tingly.  "We love you.  It hurts to see you so
unhappy...  so sad."

   "When Danny told me to get my pompous ass off the couch and start taking
care of myself again," Doris said, "it made me realize I've been a bitch."

   Betsy held out her arms and Doris fell into them.  "I'm glad you feel
better."

   Doris gave her a kiss on the cheek.  "Danny's right.  I have you two...
plus all of my modeling friends who love me," she whispered, giving Betsy
another peck on the cheek.  "And I have my business to run and get the
books back into the black."

   When Danny came back, he was extremely happy to see the two women
chatting and laughing like they used to do.  They quickly woofed down the
snacks and then everyone got dressed for dinner out on the town.  Danny
took them to a lovely restaurant where the food was great and the wine was
plentiful.

   They returned to the condo right after eating and Doris suggested they
go up to the sun deck.  There was a large, open deck off the master bedroom
and it was a gorgeous night for sitting under the night sky.  The stars
were everywhere and the night air was actually warm for the time of year.
Danny grabbed a bottle of wine on the way through the kitchen and he
promptly poured them all a drink once they were relaxed on lounge chairs.

   Betsy remembered the night like it was yesterday.  She was stretched out
on a lounge and whether it was the wine or time of night, but she dozed
off. It was one of those times when your body sort of floats away on a sea
of nothingness.  Her eyes closed and her world was totally black, but her
ears seemed to be more sensitive than ever.  She heard Danny and Doris
talking, but nothing they said seemed to register in her mind, or it took
forever to understand.

   The haze enveloped her mind and she tried to listen.  "First get out of
stocks and into precious metals.  I suggest gold."

   Then Danny spoke.  "I notice that you have Betsy into just about all
gold."

   Betsy immediately thought, "I have gold?  Gold is good...  I like gold."

   Danny's response was a positive vote for switching his investments to
what Doris suggested.  Then Betsy heard Doris tell Danny that he should
give the same advice to his parents and to his sister.  Doris chuckled
after mentioning Danny's sister and Betsy found that strange, as it sounded
like she was teasing him.

   "I'm glad to see you're feeling better...  more yourself," she heard
Danny say.

   Then she heard Doris' voice and it didn't make sense.  "It's time!"

   Danny's response didn't make things any clearer, nor did the ensuing
conversation.  "Are you sure?"

   "Positive!"

   "But I have a deal with Betsy."

   "She'll figure it out."

   "But I can't...  I made her a promise."

   "Don't worry.  Like I said...  she'll figure it out.  I know Betsy."

   Then there was movement and Betsy sensed the two moved inside to the
bedroom.  Suddenly it was dead quiet and she was alone on the deck.  Her
head started spinning around like mad, as the short one or two word clips
flashed through her mind.  The process of elimination seemed to take
forever, but she reasoned it was most likely only mere seconds.  "Gold...
precious metals...  it's time!  Sure?  Betsy's gold...  tell parents... 
sister (chuckle)...  figure out...  promise...  gold is good...  chuckle...
it's time!"

   Betsy came off the lounge like she was shot out of a cannon.  She was on
her feet and running into the bedroom, so fast that she tripped over the
clothes Danny and Doris had just strewn across the floor.  She landed on
all fours beside the big bed and came face to face with destiny.

   Danny and Doris were completely naked and Doris had a handful of stiff
cock.  Betsy acted like a zombie, as she couldn't take her eyes off the
skillful seduction.  All she thought at the time was that Doris was back,
new and improved.  Doris' fingers went around Danny's stellar rod and she
held it pointed straight up in the air.  She purposely shifted to the side,
leaving plenty of room for the spectator to watch everything happen.

   Betsy slowly stripped and then she crawled up on the bed.  She sat a
mere foot or two from the two and watched as Doris tantalizingly bent over,
sucking one of Danny's nipples into her hungry mouth.  Betsy noticed her
husband squinting his eyes shut, as he madly tried to resist everything
Doris did to him.  Doris' hand slowly stroked the extended shaft of Danny's
cock and she made sure he was rock hard.

   All of a sudden Doris pushed Danny backwards so that he laid flat on his
back.  She swiftly twisted around his torso and settled her hips on Danny's
upper thighs while her bent legs spread around his hips.  The scene was
mesmerizing for both Doris and Betsy.  They stared into each other's eyes
and Doris slowly lifted up and then she moved forward.  Betsy's peripheral
vision caught her friend hold Danny's cock in the air and it was positioned
directly under her inviting crotch.

   When Doris lowered herself, she uttered a long, low moan of immense joy.
Betsy uttered the same guttural moan, as she sensed very similar emotions.
She almost felt Danny's cock going into her own pussy and she could tell by
Doris' momentous groan when it entered her inner being.  Doris impaled
herself on the thick cock and she uttered a mixture of moans and groans, as
the cock made her a slave to lust.  When the head speared her cervix and
entered her precious womanhood, Doris stopped breathing, as the most
wonderful sensations washed over her entire body.

   Suddenly Danny put his hands around her slim waist and he began the
pumping of his life.  He bounced Doris up and down on his cock and felt her
muscles squeezing the shaft of his cock, which promptly tested his stamina.
Suddenly the gorgeous woman rocked back and forth on top of his manhood and
Danny knew she was in the midst of creaming all over his pulsating cock. 
Doris' hair flew in the air, as her head bounced around, and it was the
sight of lost passion that he would never forget when Doris climaxed.

   Danny watched, as his wife moved close, and hugged her dearest friend.
She held Doris in her arms and Danny was totally enthralled by the two
pretty women displaying intense love for each other.  He felt the dire need
to orgasm, but suddenly Doris jumped off his cock.

   "Fuck me.  Fuck me hard," she moaned.  "As hard as you can!"

   It happened fast and furious.  Doris flopped onto her back and Danny
rolled over and right on top of the splayed woman.  His throbbing cock
dropped between Doris' legs and instantly found the mark.  He felt the
volcanic heat surround the flared head just before he thrust his hips
downward.

   "I said hard...  hard," Doris cried.  "Harder, harder!"

   Danny grabbed her legs and bent them up in the air, so that they were
pressing against his shoulders.  It was a sight to behold when he fucked
her like a crazed rapist.  Doris was a captive; her legs spread and
positioned high in the air, as Danny wrapped his strong arms around her
knees.  He pounded her cunt using every muscle in his body and rammed his
pecker to the hilt with every powerful thrust.

   His wife kissed the desperate woman and Danny felt his staying power
diminishing rapidly.  With a scant few thrusts left before he blew his
load, he drove his hips at Doris' crotch in a raging fury.  Danny was
oblivious of the woman's orgasm and even if he had known, he wouldn't have
cared.  His midsection exploded and then he filled the fiery volcano with
molten lava.  Every time he thrust into Doris, he blasted cum out of his
throbbing penis.

   The two women separated and looked at each other.  Betsy saw the tear
filled eyes staring at her, but she couldn't tell what Doris was trying to
convey.  The only thing she knew was that Doris was back and that was
reason to celebrate.  She wanted to cry, but first she felt the urge to
pray.  She prayed while two people copulated in front of her, but Betsy was
too ecstatic to care that it was not something a Baptist lady should do. 
God was good to her that night and she prayed for a wonderful thanksgiving.

   ***

   The rest of the week was beyond description.  Just having Doris back was
enough for Betsy to experience the ultimate elation.  True to her nature,
Betsy gave Doris a new nickname, NID, or new and improved Doris, which she
used when it was just the three of them around.  Late in the week, they
were sitting on the patio when Doris suggested skinny-dipping.  It was
almost midnight and the only light was that from the moon.

   Danny volunteered to remain on the deck, in case they needed someone to
bail them out.  "You girls go...  have fun," he said.  "I'll be here to
save your asses if you get caught by a bunch of horny buggers."

   Both women broke out in nervous laughter, as they contemplated the
titillating affair.  Betsy recalled stripping and running across the beach
with Doris.  The short distance to the water was frightful, as they were
afraid that someone would venture by, but there seemed to be no one around.
They played in the water for a while and then sat on the beach at the
waterline, talking about life in general.

   They chatted for many minutes before Doris suddenly got serious.  "Thank
you.  You saved my life," she whispered.  "I love you."

   "It's about time," Betsy replied in a jesting manner.

   "Bitch!" Doris laughed and she gave Betsy a swift jab in the ribs that
turned into tickling rather than a real punch.  The two ended up wrestling
on the beach, enjoying the company of their closest friend.  All of a
sudden there was a powerful beam of light on them and someone yelled. 
"What the hell is going on?  What are you doing?"

   Betsy recalled the sudden fear when they jumped to their feet.  She
remembered running towards the condo, as fast as she could, and how
impossible it was to run fast in the loose sand.  The two women shoved each
other towards their destination and laughed so hard their stomachs hurt.

   Just as they reached the opening in the railing around the deck, they
heard loud laughter.  "You asshole!" Betsy yelled at Danny not knowing what
else to say.  He had gotten one over on them and the fact made both women
laugh even harder.  Danny tossed a towel to each woman and he was still
laughing when he sat down on the deck.  He poured fresh glasses of wine and
then they relaxed.

   "If you think you're getting fucked any more this week, you're wrong,"
Doris said jokingly.

   "Speak for yourself, honey," Betsy replied, which made them all laugh
hilariously again.

   "Well perhaps I could make a few concessions," Doris whispered, holding
her belly because it hurt so badly.

   Danny was the happiest man.  Two of the sexiest women in the world were
sitting with him and they were both giddy and tipsy from the wine.  They
sat on the deck talking and he took the opportunity to clarify a few
things. He wanted to know more about how the two seduced and got Wendi and
Jennifer under their spell.  Doris did most of the talking and all the
while Betsy could hardly drink her wine because she laughed so much.

   After Danny heard how they had seduced the two students, he was simply
amazed.  "Sinners.  You are both sinners," he told his wife and girlfriend.

   "We're entrepreneurs...  not sinners," Doris corrected him.

   That set them all off again and it seemed to be a night of total
laughter.  Then Betsy told Danny all about GE and Jenn, but once she got to
the videos that GE took, she purposely omitted mentioning the ones the girl
took of her.  She reasoned it was too much info and he didn't need to know
that part.  It was past two in the morning when they went to bed and when
they did, it was in one bed.

   By the weekend, the three had bonded to form a special relationship. 
Danny learned a great deal about both women and they in turn learned a lot
about his past.  There was still one thing bothering Betsy so she asked
Doris about the chuckling insinuation she made when giving Danny financial
advice for his sister.  Danny immediately saw something coming, so he
quickly said he didn't want to hear it, and then he called Doris a fucking
sinner.  He had always suspected something happened when his sister stayed
at Doris' during the wedding, but he feared finding out the truth.

   Doris took it as a dare so she responded by telling the story.  She had
waited for the right time and suddenly it was that time.  "Do you remember
that afternoon when you men went to Jackson Square for the stag?  Well
Angela and I got into the wine...  and well...  you might say she loves her
wine, but can't handle it," Doris said.  She had the biggest smile on her
face, as she taunted Danny.  "Anyway, when I mentioned that Betsy and I
have the best gay beautician, she just had to have one of his
specialties... a bikini wax job."

   Then Doris abruptly mentioned that his sister had a birthmark.  Over the
years, Danny had heard about his sister's birthmark, but he had never
actually seen it.  He knew the mark was in the most intimate location,
somewhere on her pelvis, and he cringed when Doris told him about it. 
Apparently the blemish looked a lot like the playboy symbol of a bunny-head
and the thought of Doris telling him made him sick.

   "Well I needed a tune-up myself so we went.  You know...  I've never
seen anyone so excited as Angela," Doris said.  "But I think it was because
she didn't feel threatened by having a gay beautician."

   Then Doris turned to Betsy and explained the rest of the story.  Betsy
would know from past experience what would have happened.  "You know how he
passes out wine like it was water?  Well he started on Angela and by the
second glass of wine, she didn't give a shit who was between her legs,"
Doris revealed.

   Doris goaded him like the pro she was at that sort of thing, but Betsy
had to admit that Danny took it well.  In fact, she thought, he fired off a
few of his own shots.  Doris mentioned some details and hinted at erotic
things to make him sweat.  "Don't worry.  It was a onetime thing...  well
maybe two or three," she said, again grinning at him.

   Betsy thought it best to change the subject.  "So why do men like to
watch two women together?"

   Danny quickly became the shrink.  "There's no straight forward answer.
Men get horny watching naked women...  and for some it's just the fact that
it is taboo sex."

   Then Doris butted in.  "Why do you like watching us?"

   Danny stammered a bit on the answer this time.  "Well I'm not really
watching the sex act.  It's the act of love...  watching your loving
relationship.  And it's especially extraordinary because you share it with
me."

   Doris had some more fun at his expense.  "Bullshit!  You just get a big
boner watching your wife get her brains fucked out...  by me, or any other
woman."

   Danny responded by telling Doris how he initially declined Betsy's offer
that they have sex with her.  He said the reason was because he didn't want
to come between them and the pun made them all laugh hilariously.  The
night ended with Danny earning a double blowjob from the two women, one he
would fondly remember for a long time.

   The last night of the vacation had Betsy and Danny taking Doris out for
dinner to celebrate her rebirth or homecoming.  The restaurant was packed
so they had to wait in the bar until their table was ready.  NID started
talking to two women about the same age as herself and Betsy.  It turned
out that the women were in town for a business convention and were planning
on taking some time and enjoying the wonderful sights of the New Orleans
area.  They were very attractive and both seemed eager to talk with a
friendly local, such as Doris.

   When Doris started the touchy thing and the overly friendly mannerisms,
Betsy knew what her dear friend was up to.  Then Doris introduced the women
to Betsy, but not to Danny.  She invited the two to sit with them, saying
they were also waiting for a table.  Betsy remembered it as an electrically
charged few minutes until the women left when their table was ready.

   "I don't remember anywhere in the Betsy deal where entrepreneurs pick up
bar bimbos," Danny joked.

   Doris smiled when she answered.  "Just read the fine print...  on page
two," and they all broke out laughing.

   Betsy knew NID was back, as she was full of life and having fun again.
The rest of the evening was memorable.  Dinner took two hours and then they
remained at the restaurant having dessert and more wine.  "NID is a perfect
nickname," Danny said, as the wonderful evening came to an end.

   Betsy noticed tears in Doris' eyes and it was one of those special
moments.  "Yes.  Betsy has a knack for doing that.  I just hope I can live
up to it," Doris whispered even though she found it hard to speak with a
lump in her throat.

   "I'm waiting.  It hasn't happened yet, but someday I expect her to give
me one," Danny said.

   "If you ever, God forbid, leave Betsy, knock on my door," Doris said. 
"Not sure if I'd rather shoot you or fuck you, but right now it is the
latter."

   This time it was Betsy's turn to tear up.  The world was not only right
again, but better.  The two people in her life who she loved without any
reservations were sitting with her at that moment.

   ***

   It was Sunday night and getting late.  Her life story was in the final
stage and Betsy was happier than ever.  May 10!  She would soon be 40 and
actually looked forward to it.  A lot had happened since beginning the
journey and it felt good to get rid of some of her demons from the past. 
As unbelievable as it seemed, she still kept occasional email contact with
Thomas.  Her best description of the man was that he was a huge pothole
that people, including herself, kept falling into.

   Betsy remained in close contact with Jenn who was back in Houston.  Jenn
was still a member of the company's Advisory Council and the company
achieved record corporate profits since they changed direction, thanks in
large part to the advice from Jenn's department.  She had settled down with
one guy and left the nasty shades of New Orleans behind her.  Betsy and
Jenn emailed and chatted a lot, even visited on occasion.  Danny was very
fond of the young woman and never hesitated to go with Betsy during a
visit.

   Wendi was also in Houston and she had received several promotions.  She
was engaged with the wedding scheduled for next year and Betsy definitely
planned to attend.  Betsy chatted and emailed with her, but not as much as
she did with Jenn.  From what she gathered, GE had found her soul mate so
Betsy was very glad she had found happiness.

   Not long after the beach holiday, Doris, aka NID, finally met the right
guy.  It had to be the fluke of the century, as she met him during a
financial seminar when he was looking for good places to invest his money.
The man had started an IT company and got out before the bubble burst, so
he was virtually set for life.  He instantly fell for Doris and probably
didn't care that she was a good financial advisor, as he would have bought
anything she said.

   As Betsy said many times, 'God works in wondrous ways.' The guy was from
California, but he was in New Orleans checking out a new company based in
the city.  By coincidence, he attended the financial seminar that Doris
spoke at and the rest was history.  They had a weekend affair and the man
went back home to California where it took him a matter of hours to realize
his life had been changed forever.  Then he returned to New Orleans and
they dated for two weeks.

   After that, they were forced to endure a long distance relationship. 
Doris flew out to the coast every other week and he did the same, visiting
her in New Orleans.  That quickly became too troublesome so Doris decided
to sell her home and move to California.  The decision to move was not an
easy one for her, but Betsy reassured her that it was the correct decision.
The right man might only come once in a lifetime and Betsy didn't want her
dear friend to miss the opportunity.

   Doris first offered her house to Betsy and Danny for a song and a dance,
but there were too many memories in the place for them.  They declined the
sweet offer and Doris sold the house, enabling her to move in with her
boyfriend.  They got engaged and set a wedding date for later in the
upcoming summer.  A tear still came to her eye when Betsy thought of how
close she came to losing Doris after Bingo died, but thankfully time was a
great healer.

   At the present time, Doris is still doing the financial advisor stuff
and she has actually expanded, as there seems to be plenty of nerds in
Silicon Valley that need advice on where to put their money.  Doris kept
kidding it was more like hide their money, which made everyone laugh.  The
wedding is planned in several months and Betsy could think of no better way
to spend an August holiday.

   Probably the most shocking news from Doris was her intention to have
children.  Betsy pondered the thought of having kids, but she quickly
dismissed the idea.  She admired Doris for wanting a family now that she
was older and marveled the fact her best friend wanted to have two
children. It was a lucky thing that telephone companies have long distance
plans, as they talk almost every day.  It is some consolation for them
living across the country from each other and Betsy can hardly wait for the
wedding date.

   A smile crossed her face, as she reached the final stage of her story.
The happiest day of her life was when she married Danny and now life was
good.  They had made several improvements to the house although Danny
called them changes.  He believed that it was the hidden mission of every
wife to change surroundings, as the start of changing the husband.  Betsy
smiled with the realization that she didn't want Danny to change.  To her,
he was perfect and she loved the fact he relished having her as his
lifelong study in non-analytical behavior.

   Danny had one constant fear.  He kept waiting for that silly nickname
that Betsy seemed to give everyone, but she vowed it would never happen. 
He was simply Danny, her Danny.

   They did bring up the topic of children every once in awhile, but the
answer was always the same.  She pondered the fact of turning 40 very
shortly and wondered if it wasn't already too late.  Last week when they
talked about it, any decision was postponed until after Doris' wedding. 
But Betsy wondered if she already knew the answer.  They both had very
advanced careers and they were far too busy for children.

   Besides, she thought.  She had her flowers and trees and Danny had his
BBQ grill.  What more does anyone need other than each other?  Their plan
was to spend the month of August in California.  They would attend Doris'
wedding, visit Danny's family and then take a trip through wine country.

   Suddenly there were scant moments before her life story was finished. 
It was time to be serious and Betsy wanted to send a message.  She wanted
people to know that life was a road with many twists and turns.  More
importantly, the road had potholes.  Some were small and a person could
avoid them, or maybe trip on them a little.  Some were larger; some were
huge.  Sometimes the potholes appeared from nowhere.  When you hit the huge
ones, you were going to do serious damage to yourself.  Even the small ones
can sometimes hurt you.

   Betsy deemed the feat for her was to get up, move on and persevere. 
Many people didn't understand how life worked.  God was watching your road,
but you were doing the walking.  Sometimes you make mistakes and hit one or
more potholes.  With faith, God will heal those bruises and cuts and make
the bleeding stop.  Sometimes he won't!  That does not mean he isn't there,
or he doesn't care.  It just means get up and keep walking.

   The trick is not the start or the end, but how you handle the journey
down the road.  She remembered praying on her hands and knees for God to
please bring Doris back to her.  At church recently, the pastor mentioned
the Lord's resurrection.  That reminded Betsy about the week at the beach
and Doris' resurrection to NID.  Perhaps the circumstances don't measure up
to what the bible teaches, or what our faith requires, but to one
parishioner there was no bigger rebirth.

   Betsy also understands that there is one very large pothole somewhere in
her future.  Her biggest fear is that she will just want to lie in the
road. Somehow she vowed to be strong; not just lie there.  Get up and try
her best to continue the journey even though it might be the end of her
life's journey and not a pleasant one.  God has given her a wonderful
husband and a good life, but he also answered the biggest prayer that
really mattered.  She was ready and willing to pay the price whenever and
whatever God required, even if the payment was her life.

   Love!  She finally understood it and will always treasure it.  The
journey of the first 40 years was over.  She needed to see her story, read
it and digest it.  She needed to climb out of all the potholes and start
the journey again and again with a clear vision and a new sense of purpose
and hope.  And she would be forever grateful that this was one story that
had a happy ending.

   She was just about to add a post script, but realized that no one does
that anymore.  It took a weekend of reminiscing for her to understand how a
life's journey can define a person and their values; how one pothole can
totally change a person.  At various times over the years, she mused about
the things she had done on that road of life and remembered the loves that
could have been lost.  How things could have been different?

   Back on the road and the journey continues for one Baptist lady from the
Bayou.  Like the Irish say, 'may the wind be always at your back and the
sunshine on your face.'

   THE END Betsy Ann turns 40 on May 10th, and that will start a new
chapter in her life story.  Sometimes the first 40 years seems like it was
the first half...  and I wonder what life holds in the second half?  

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