I lay back and closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of the summer sun across the length of my body. My legs were parted, and my manhood hung limp next to...my thigh.Life was good, or so I thought... After a while I felt a shadow fall over me and he opened an eye to see what was what.She was blotting out the sun, making it difficult to see anything other than her outline, sort of a human eclipse. After a moment she spoke."I hope I'm not disturbing you, but can I trouble to cover yourself?" What?". "Do you not know, carl? You Americans have forgotten so much history and folk lore. It makes you so vulnerable, so easy to take advantage of." She smiled triumphantly. Her teeth were very white, and her lips had become rosy and full. Not lipstick, he saw; her lips had changed color while he was...while his eyes were closed. "To begin with, I drugged you. The tea of course. You really should not accept food or drink from strangers, you know." He struggled to sit up; it was extraordinarily. People are waiting forus."But not many people, it turned out. Way more than half of thecongregation had left early. The caterers were nowhere to be seen, butthe few guests who had stayed for the reception weren't letting thatstop them from helping themselves to the food already laid out. Theywere standing around talking in low voices in small groups, more likeat a funeral than a wedding reception. But when we came in most of themgave a cheer -- maybe not as loud or as long as I would have. While he was doing that, the other three chefs were doing the same thing with their own ingredients. After about a minute, there was sauce, fish, meat and vegetables in all of the cooking pots, and they got to work.One of the chefs was rather flashy when he cooked, as he made a show of tossing the cooking food up into the air or threw small chunks of cooked meat into his audience’s open mouths. The others were more like teachers when they cooked as they explained everything they were doing..