Don't go. Wait for us outside and we'll tell you all about itwhen we are done. Or stay, you're the one who really should be here, notme." I...ok. I'll...wait outside." Linda said turning to Matt. "Good luck." Uh, thanks." Matt said not knowing if he should stay with his friend orgo with the ostracized duplicate of what his friend used to look like.After the gymnasium door closed behind Linda, Tina stormed up to John."Why are you hanging with the class spaz?" Don't call him that." John said. What’s your name?”“Morris Feinberg”, he replied.“Sir, how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?”“For 75 years.”“75 years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for?”“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims.”“I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop.”“I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults and to love their fellow man.”“I pray that politicians tell us the truth and put the interests of the people ahead of their own. We had lip locks and I also had full view of her palluless blouse while doing all this. I couldn’t put hands inside blouse as t was tight and she was afraid to remove it.In between some people crossed on road and we will stop for a few seconds and it actually added to the mood as we were waiting to touch each other whenever we had to stop. This went on for a while.We were moving slightly in the car and reached a position where she was fully leaned and legs stretched. Now Jetta had a lot of room. Whoever had been relegated to the sofa was loudly summoned to join them. The matching was haphazard and exultant, with Cheryl leading the way, pairing off partners or directing a more unique alignment. Both Melissa and Cheryl experienced what Cheryl described as “spit roasting”, with a cock behind and in front as one or the other knelt in the middle of the bed. Following the romp, Cheryl and Melissa would either leave for the café for a long, leisurely luncheon, or order the men to vacate the.