TPM: Granda had gone from being a pool attendant to owning a stake in a multi-million dollar Miami Beach property in under a year.
Meanwhile, what seemed like a chance to strike it rich would eventually shackle him to the Falwells. Their status in the political and religious worlds — and its divergence from the lust and debauchery he was immersed in — began to dawn on him in unpleasant ways.
“I was watching some video clips on my phone..Woww!!! These are two people that are very passionate at love-making!” Becki wrote to Granda in a July 2012 text message that surprised the then-21 year old. “But seeing you in person and looking at you in the eyes makes me want to rip your clothes off and get the sh** f***** out of me.”
It happened once when Granda was parasailing above Miami Beach with Wes, the Falwell’s middle son, nad his girlfriend, in August 2013. Granda says he “felt like one of them,” spending the day at the beach with Becki, Jerry, and the kids.
But Becki and Jerry, he says, wanted to sneak off to their suite at The Loews Hotel before dinner at a fancy Italian restaurant down the street.
By 2013, he would call his sister and tell her that he “physically could not continue” having liaisons with the couple. But whenever he tried to pull away from Becki or tell her that he didn’t want to have sex, he recalls, Jerry would grow furious at her.
The moral majority scion would also threaten Granda, he says, telling him that he would send videos of them having sex with his family and girlfriend.
Becki, in turn, would beg Granda to sleep with her, reminding him of when “we went to bat for you” to buy him the hostel.
“I don’t want this to sound like I’m being forced,” Granda emphasizes to TPM, thinking back to how he felt at the time. “I want to take ownership: I’m gonna bang her.”
He and Becki went off to a suite while Jerry kept the Falwell kids occupied, Granda remembers.
He drove up to D.C. in August 2018 with his mother and sister to start.
On the way up to D.C., Granda and his family stopped at the Falwell’s farm near Lynchburg.
When they arrived, the Grandas dropped their bags off in the Falwell guest house.
But something was off: the Wi-Fi wasn’t working.
“There was zero Wi-Fi,” remembers Granda’s sister, who asked not to be named. “We were disconnected from the world.”
At 10:49 a.m., Granda got a text from Becki.
“Wi-Fi working?” she asked.
Granda had visited the property for years, and it was the first time that the problem had ever come up. He says he immediately knew what was going on: Becki was giving him an excuse to come into the house for a sexual encounter.
“Hopefully you can come down by yourself later so we can hug goodbye..just hug,” she wrote.
Granda replied with “;)”
“Well??? Will you?” Becki replied, saying that Granda could use the Wi-Fi outage in the guest house as an excuse.
“We shall see,” Granda flirted. “You gotta earn it ;)”
“Please.” Becki replied.
Granda entered the Falwell’s mansion, overlooking the nearby Blue Ridge Mountains.
When Granda walked in, he recalls, Becki was there, and so was Jerry.
It was just like old times: he and Becki had sex, and Jerry watched.
It was after the two concluded, Granda remembers, that Jerry stood, and he and his wife had sex.
Attaboy: Listen, the sex is only wrong for Becki and Jerry. This Granda kid wasn’t doing anything wrong other than being taken advantage of by Jerry and Becki Fallwell. She was Down to fuck, Jerry was very down to watch. Other than breaking his vows to the church, God, and Liberty University, the Fallwells weren’t really doing anything wrong either. All of these people were consenting adults engaged in some serious cuck porn because they had a need to fill. Becki just sounds like she needed to be filled all the time and Jerry likes to watch her get filled and a stud in his mid 20’s got to do the filling. To me, it sounds like everyone would have won if religion wasn’t involved.
You can’t accuse Jerry of not being an attentive husband either. Not only was he thirsty for a good old cucking, he really wanted to see his wife satisfied sexually, often running interference for Becki’s ongoing dickings like watching the grandkids while Becki put her feet behind her cougar-iffic Christian ears for an hour or so.
Granda needs to stop complaining. He got to live a dream by rooting a rich, hot, cougar who paid for trips to New York, steak dinners, and Mexican vacations. There isn’t a 20 year old male alive that says no to any of that, ever.
And Becki Fallwell needs to go directly to mature porno. Seriously. The only thing more important to evangelical Christians than Jesus Christ is money and with all this lead-up, Becki would make a mint.
I’d watch it unless there was a lot of hair. I’m no good with hair.
Cheers…’would’ btw. 100.