Hearing the tele making a racket but no voices, he knocks on the door.Opening the door, The Rat, with his usual charming look, sways in the doorway."O... hell I've not seen you in a while, what do you want now?" slurs the Rat"We need a chat can I come in?" says the mystery manThe flat was dirtier than ever and nothing had changed except for the crates of lager, piled up like a Lego block tower, in the corner."What did you do Rat rob a brewery?" I came into some money so I thought a little drink. . just like that!Julie knew, deep in her heart, that Donna was the kind of girl who would grow up to dislike men, to prefer having her sex with females. Donna had already made quite a few passes at Julie, and Julie suspected that Donna and Norma had been making it for the past school year!But that was a nice thought for future reference, anyway. Making love to Donna! She had a trim body, and Julie had often found herself admiring the fullness of Donna’s hard big boobies, prominent already at. Sunday was not much better, though it wasn't actually pouring. I'm by no means a regular church-goer, but the Vicar had been so good with Lucy's funeral, I'd taken to going from time to time, maybe once a month. When I said I was going to church, Amy looked conflicted. I told her she was welcome to stay home; she had the books, the T/V and the computer, but she decided to come with me. The Parish Church, Ss. Peter and Paul, isn't happy-clappy, but neither is it staid. The service was fairly. When I turned towards him, my cock in my hand, he placed the mop he was holding against the wall and moved towards me. When he came up besides me I gave my cock a few strokes. The next thing I knew he grabbed my cock in his hand and gave it a good squeeze. He then started running his other hand over my chest. I was breathing pretty heavy by now, not knowing what will happen next but very excited that something good will happen. The janitor quit rubbing my chest, released my cock from his hand.