Was all of this the influence of the current sexual revolution? The ecumenical guitar mass was one thing but this was provoking and given values force... on me in the past just not right. This was being performed at the nunnery by the faithful. I stood still with my stretching penis sticking taut, wondering, confused, wanting to ejaculate some more.Then again, dreamy mentally elevated, I was somewhere beautiful, alone, a commanding erection demanding presence when I noticed a swarm of bees. Mostly Kenneth did the talking, Dotty playing shy mostly because she didn't talk nerd all that well.I kept half an eye on Beatrice. She seemed to attract men like a particularly pungent flower to bees. I'm sure Deidra had a similar effect on the men, though my presence lessened that effect. My half eye got caught by Beatrice's several times. She didn't seem to mind, looking appreciative that, despite my gorgeous lady hanging against my arm, I still had eyes for her. She even winked a couple. She rang the little crystal bell and three more men took their place at the table. Tommy helped her serve tonight. That was one of the several things that was rotated among the tenants. When all were ready she gave grace and they dug in. Big bowls of food were on the table and rapidly emptied. Depending on the meal, a glass of wine or beer was served as well. Any additional had to come out of their own pocket.It was Friday night and she had a list of things that needed to be worked on over the. Some were good but many were not. I needed to be taken and I don't mean the lovey crap or the younger inexperienced man with the single pump. I needed someone to rock my world. Browsing online I set my goals on find something truly worth my time. Who was out there that I would say, "yes you, your the one for me today?" An older couple tempted me but then I got the message from Mark. Let me start by saying Mark is a total asshole douchebag. Where this guy lacked in charm he fully made up for it.