“Go ahead and put on your cassock and orar and we’ll go up to the ward.”I set down my bag, unzipped it, and took out my cassock. I put it on, bu...toned the two neck buttons and the two buttons at the base of my rib cage, then tied the cord around my waist. I took my gold orar from the bag, held it for Father to bless, kissed his hand once again, and then wrapped it around me, crossing it in the front. When I finished, we made our way to the elevator and went up to the psychiatric ward.The ward. A year younger than me, about 5'6" tall, weighed maybe 100lbs. She had green eyes and hip length brown hair. She had nice hips and a tiny waist. I loved to put my hand on her hip and trace her curves as we lay side by side. She was self conscious about her tiny breasts - I could put her entire breast in my mouth - but, I loved her puffy pink nipples. I would suck a nipple into my mouth and feel it begin to dissappear and be replaced by a long hard nipple. Once it was hard I would continue. Sometimes not. If you’ve read my other stories you know about my medical issues that turned me from a male Consort to just another gray-beard with E.D. Well, I’ve been taking hormone therapy and herbal supplements which have helped. So does a snug band at the base of my cock. The best thing is some time spent in foreplay; lots of kissing, tickling, gentle stroking, and lots of visuals. Best of all is fine nasty talk. Especially when coming from my usually quiet wife. She alone of all the. “Presently, there’s eleven of us. But that will increase by twelve, this weekend. Hopefully another ten later this summer when Chrissy gets sorted.” He finished looking towards the beaming designer.Cat and Nessa, had just finished being introduced to all the girls that were in attendance, including Susan who seemed in no rush to be going home. Cat, like her husband had seen the interaction between Beth and Jon, and of course she had noticed the stunning Ankle bracelet a lot of the women were.