When I finally got to her I could tell she was excited but a little tired."You inspired me to become that dedicated Christian." I told her."I'm certai...ly glad of that." What are you going to do now. Can I interest you in a little brunch?" I'd like to just relax now and brunch sounds like the perfect way to do it." Good, let's go."We said our goodbyes to the pastor and headed to my car.At the restaurant we tried to talk but some of the congregation were eating there also and kept coming over to. Studied my girl for a week, her routine same, walked home to her empty apartment, always the same short cuts, her mom a crack ho, in the bar at noon, the kid on her own, a sad sack, she appeared to have no friends, vulnerable. It was beginning of October, weather changing, she always wore a pink, hooded sweatshirt, loose, couldn’t gage her upper body, her face sexy, hair red, frizzy, a clown girly, lots of freckles, mmm. She had a perfect girl butt, her jeans showing it to distraction, long. She had a way of pushing her arse back at me as we fucked that turned me on no end, and she would reach between her legs and cup my balls in her hand.! The sight of Sally’s plump, white ass bent over and spread in front of me was a beautiful sight. The curves of her hips, the dimples above her cheeks, the protrusion of her hairy labia below her asshole, and the slightly open pink lips of her cunt were too inviting to resist. I licked my hand, rubbed it on the tip of my cock, and then pushed my. ”“Oh no!” cried Pat “Wont they let us in?”“Not with these.” he said as he handed them back.“But I suppose that you can get us in?” I said rathersarcastically, which was entirely wasted on this oaf. Iknew that the tickets where not forged as I hadpurchased them myself from the box office 2 weeksbefore as a surprise for Pat but I played along withthe gag just to see how much money he was going to tryand take us for.“Well, yes I could get.