What it means is “Mass of Christ.” That seems pretty damn clear to me. If we can’t call the Mass of Christ what it is, well, can you imagine say...ng to the Jews, “Hey, you guys can’t say ‘Hanukkah’ right out loud any more—and you can’t light any candles, either?” Don’t even think about Ramadan.I do remember the anticipation of Christmas as a kid. The newspaper had a little box down in the right hand corner of the front page that would count down the days until Christmas starting about December. It was the village routine and lifestyle that had sculpted her into the statue she was today. Further down I could look at the little visible thighs that were like large cylindrical shaped Milky Bars. Since she was holding the milk vessel between them legs the major portion was obstructed by the tucked in nightie.Shanthi was interestingly and playfully showing the children the milking way, while I sat there like a vixen tearing up it’s prey, yes tearing and gnawing at her breasts in my. We the entire group was together (about 12 people – all relatives & friends). The queue started moving and after sometime I was standing next to this lady (I don’t want mention her name here) and most of the time our shoulders and thighs were rubbing. I didn’t care that since it can be due to crowd. After sometime, we were at a halt and she turned facing my right side. Her soft mounts were pressing on my arms. Even then I did not feel something bad on her.We moved together again, Now I had to. I know that sooner or later Iwill be caught somebody outside of Master's circle of influence. That'sokay. That is what happens to sissy cock sluts like me.I return inside and lock up the refrigerator and padlock my leash back tomy chastity belt. I send Master a picture that shows all the keys sittingin the re-closed kitchen safe with the countdown set for 23.5 hours, sothat he knows that I am ready to begin my day.That starts with the men who work early shifts. I prepare to receive themby 5am..