Bethany was a very beautiful 38-year-old woman, a very beautiful 38-year-old Christian woman, as she often liked to interject when describing herself. She never really dabbled in sex too much. She was waiting for the right man. The right god-fearing Christian man. As a result, she never learned how to swallow. And this bothered her. She knew she probably shouldn’t let something like that bother her, but it did.
So, the next time her 18-year-old nephew Darren came over, she thought she might ask him to help her with this. Darren, who wasn’t Christian at all, or not really, well, maybe a little, and who always had the silliest little misplaced crush on his very cute aunt, agreed without a second thought.