" You don't want to know the half of it, doctor," Ethan replied and offered his hand. Ludwig smiled, the lines on his face wrinkling in a fatherly fas...ion. As they shook hands, they heard a dull but disturbing, faint echoing sound that Ethan recognised all too well: a gunshot."That can't be good," said Ethan dryly."Gunfire?"Ethan just nodded and rushed to the doorway to peek outside. He could see through the wide open monastery gate. In the distance, he could make out a couple of open-top. "Sexy slippers," he said."You know it!" She laughed back. "Sexy everything!" She turned to facehim and she reached down and felt his hard penis through his pants."Looks like you like a sexy, little wife - well, maybe not little..." ...but definitely sexy, he finished."Marybeth reached her hand between Bob's tucked in shirt and his beltand started massaging him through his under pants."How's that feel?" Wonderful" Take off your shirt."Bob complied, while Marybeth continued to rub and softly. ‘Pastor Mayotte, the birth of Jesus was a pretty significant event was it not?’ ‘Of course, along with his death and resurrection it is the most significant in the life of Christians.’ ‘If it was so significant, how is it then, that neither Mark nor John thought it important enough to mention in their Gospels?’ ‘I don’t know. God must have had a reason.’ ‘When one reads the birth narratives in Matthew and Luke one would think that the Magi and the shepherds would have been tripping over each. When she was done with the back of my body she moved to the front and proceeded to whip me from my shoulders all the way down to my feet; although not quite as hard as she whipped my back since the front of my body was much more sensitive. Shasha paid special attention when she whipped my breasts, pussy and inner thighs; delivering just the right amount of pain that it made me very aroused and I could feel my pussy start to moisten. Once she caught me directly on my clit and I moaned softly.