The place was well-kept and the oval-shaped bar was surrounded by large plants and posters of exotic lands. “Evening Sir, what can I get you tonight...?”, asked the middle-aged barman“A gin and tonic please”, answered Bill, his eyes slowly getting used to the light.Just as he was doing that, the barman dimmed the lights throughout the whole bar and Bill felt somewhat appeased by that.Bill wasn’t the only customer. At one end, there was a young couple, obviously local, and engaged in a serious. So, I went for a walk. To my surprise, I saw an adult bookstore about three blocks from my hotel. I'd never been in one but I thought, why not? So I went in. I knew nothing. I was shocked at what was on display... the toy cocks and pussies, the handcuffs and videos and magazines. And a doorway with the word "Arcade" over it. I walked through the door. It was dark, and there was a passage with doors on either side. I could hear what sounded like televisions playing—several at once. And they were. She had stayed at her prayers past Matins and far into the night to keep herself from despair or her lord’s bed. Nay, they were one and the same. Prayer did not serve. Mother Genevieve allowed such asceticism not, calling it only self love in guise, and as ever she proved in the right. Lilac needed such guidance now, but could not face the abbess who had reared her as tenderly as any true mother. She felt confounded in a web of chaos and sin, one wrong besetting another upon her. Lust led to. Mrs.Cassie offered to come along as she convinced my mum that I would need help finding it. Just as we reached the car she put her hand on my shoulder, turned me around,and kissed me. My brain trying to process the situation but my body reacting on its own. We kissed, our tongues dancing, body tingling,static running through like a strong current of electricity. The whole scene alone almost made me cum. Then our lips departed and she slid down and unzipped me. "I just dropped my wine and I feel.