Oh, the church is pretty traditional, I guess. Nothing fancy, no big stone arches or anything.The music director was on the organ, as usual, playing a...nice prelude by Bach as the crowd got settled. The morning sun was filtering through the stained glass, painting patches of color on the wooden pews.In spite of the music and the setting I was nervous, of course. Pastor Bill had assigned the first reading to me, and I reviewed it as it was printed in the program. He wanted me to say a little. She told them that there was cold beer in the refrigerator downstairs and to help themselves. Then she said that she and Elaine would finish the dishes and join them.Both men kissed the ladies and left the kitchen."Are you as excited as I am?" Sandra asked Elaine when they were alone in the kitchen."I think so. If I was wearing panties, they would be soaked," Elaine said with a smile.When all the dishes were in the washer and the kitchen cleaned, the two women headed downstairs. They found. A wide smile was drawn on his face when he met me, asked me in and closed the door, I have to admit staring at him showing an obvious interest in him, I mean, I am a female human being, any woman would have done the same being in my shoes at that moment, the guy was breath taking for any sex loving woman like me in deed.He was staring at me as well, looking me up and down thoroughly, admiring my body, he must have liked what he saw as well, he was a big flirt, and I flirted back as much.“Good. ? Now could I? I had classes the next two days. Friday I’d go pay dear old mom a visit. Meanwhile, my plan developed piece by piece. I decided I’d dress a bit slutty, but wear a coat. Ashley did live in an upscale neighborhood and I sure didn’t want to step out of my car dressed like a hooker. That would be a bad idea. If I were to have a shot at this at all, discretion was a must. I needed to make an excuse, well a cover story, to get in and then somehow broach the subject. I was.