Her hazel eyes twinkle inside a spider’s web of living displayed beneath her brow.Oma embraces me and I am little again. From huntress to kitten in...an instant.She moves me to the seat beside her, just now vacated by Peter. Poor little Peter, such a lovely boy, so quiet, meek, strong, more like Daddy than any of us. You know your place, Peter and you know it isn’t beside Oma, not now, not today, not here. It is loud, joyous intoxicating but I am oblivious. Oma is behind me; her strong, rough. Dave dropped me back at the mini-mansion while he took Jesse and Jimmy to see other friends. I had a nice chat with Dave’s MILF mom Doris, a lanky blond tennis-toned goddess. We talked about places and times. She insisted on cutting my long hair so I could make it past the steely-eyes at the border. I showered after the haircut. Doris slipped into the shower with me. We shampooed and scrubbed each other thoroughly. She knelt under the spray to blow me. I bent her over and took her from behind.. It was scary and a turn on all at once. I looked her in the eyes, and before I could break it, she came closer to me."Stop fighting me Andrea." She was right in my face now and the next thing I knew she was kissing me gently on the lips."No," came out my mouth very, very weakly. I didn't want her to stop, yet I felt that this was wrong. But my body betrayed me. She rubbed her hands gently down my side. Then she slid them up my shirt. I moaned when her fingers went underneath my bra and pinched. "We have finished the equipment sale, and tookin $9500. Half of that goes to the deacon, but I get to decide what todo with the other half. So no scrimping on the dinner please. I willmake up the costs." That money belongs to you, Gary," Pastor Helen said. "You earned it." It belongs to the Lord," the caretaker said. "I only get to decide howto use it in...His...name." How did you get so much?" Rachael asked."Well, as Chipper and I finished something, we took a picture and postedit on Kijiji..