People were running, screaming and shouting after a hijda (Indian word for a eunuch), throwing stones, shoes and whatnot at him. He was running as fas... as he could with an entire sea of angry humans behind him. Now, we had a big garden with lots of bushes, which were quite thorny and dense. One could easily jump over the bushes and hide behind them. Somehow the eunuch got a lead and jumped over the bushes and disappeared in the densely thorny part of them. The crowd kept searching for him for. The two limo drivers and their passengers were all suddenly on full alert as they approached a group of people lining both sides of the street and waving placards at the cars as the entourage neared the main entrance of the church.Those placards were getting waved about and thrust menacingly at the cars as they proceeded through and some of those in the group could be heard chanting phrases like...“NO NUDES IN THE CHURCH!”“NUDITY IN PUBLIC IS A SIN!”“IF YOU ARE NAKED YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!”“BE. The wait was even more torturous than I anticipated. I was famished and had to eat before I could let myself anywhere near the new toy. I emailed Sprite to let her know that it had arrived and imagined a smile on her face when she read it.An hour later and I was upstairs sitting naked with the box as I prised it apart. I pulled out the polystyrene surround and the plastic bag containing the toy. Then I rummaged around for the instructions. I pulled the toy out of the plastic bag and was. 'I don't think she's wearing a bra.'Indeed, Shelly was not. Despite this, it seemed to Scott's unabashed gaze, that her ample breasts had no trouble being supported and lifted from her torso. Her shirt was tight enough that it clung to the underside of each boob. Scott could see the remarkable fullness of each breast as they jutted from her chest, curving upwards. Her nipples poking hard and protruding further against the fabric of her shirt.'Fake?' Scott wondered. They were at least two full.