I Waited A Long Time To Get 'married', In The Biblical Sense

As a teenager I accepted Christ and took a vow to save myself for marriage. But marriage did not show up. Later in my mid thirties I was working for a Christian radio station and I decided to recruit a man for an on air interview. He was referred to me by a woman, she said he could do something for me. What I couldn't do on my own, he would do to me.

I got a lunch date, and met him there. He talked about the weekend football game. I asked him to explain to me what he did, with women. He asked me to go to the bathroom and check, make sure I was a woman.

He said that I wouldn't know when or where. It would happen.

Months passed, I was preparing a program for Easter Sunday. I left late. It happened as I opened the door to my apartment, he was waiting inside. I was wearing a dress, he put me in handcuffs, taped my mouth. Over the back of the loveseat he exposed me, while he enjoyed himself I looked out the sitting room window.

He left, disappeared into the night. He only works by referral.