" Right. Every woman I know answers the door in a sheer bathrobe." She's let him in." Wouldn't be much of a movie if she sent him away, would it?'"Don...t be so sarcastic and watch the move." Whoops. Down she goes and out it comes. It's not very big, is it." It's still soft. Surely you've seen a soft one before." They're never soft when I'm around." That's a good one. I must remember that. Look, it's not soft anymore. Is that better?" Much better. It's big, isn't it?" Yeah." How can she get that. For a long moment, they looked into each other's eyes. Finally, Sally gently turned toward Sue, still bent over, until her face was inches from Sue's. Then she hesitated, while soft puffs of breath wafted against Sue's face. Sue's nostrils flared as they took in the scent of Sally's perfume. Gently, they brought their faces together, until their lips lightly touched. Their caress-like kiss gradually turned more insistent.Sue's hand movements grew bolder between Sally's legs, sliding higher up. Father Herman began the service and I allowed the chanting of the choir and the prayers intoned by Father and Deacon Vasily to wash over me and draw me into the throne room of God for worship. I felt, as I always did, calm and peaceful, and by the end of the service, re-energized, as if I was a NiCad battery in a wall charger. I didn’t partake of the Eucharist, but I did approach the chalice for a blessing. That wouldn’t be mentioned, as there were many reasons why someone might abstain, and,. Your body almost comes off the chair with the need to thrust and I worship you, bent before you, drawing out your passion until it is almost too late to stop. But I do. Your fingers turn white with the pressure of holding onto the arms of the chair, the need to wrap your fingers in my hair and press me to you great. I lick and nibble, occasionally drawing you deep, but only to keep you on the edge of sanity, and look up into your eyes and smile as my tongue circles over you. Standing I begin to.