”I put my arm around Kendra’s waist and held her close as we made our way to the car. I sat her in the back and Tom took the passenger seat up fro...t which incidentally was opposite to how we drove down to the restaurant earlier. It was a silent ride back to the hotel as Tom tried to make some nonsensical comment about the weather and Kendra looked out the window but stealing sideways glances at me through the rearview mirror. Any doubts I had immediately disappeared when I seen her mouth curl. He lead me to his bedroom. Nervous and clumsy, but driven and sure, I started to undo his pants, so wanting to see that amazing cock again. He pulled his pants down, freeing his manhood and my eyes washed over the object of my lust and affection. His cock swung heavy side to side as he layed back on his bed. I never too my eyes off it, climbed on his bed also, and pressed my face into his crotch. I felt his warm cock’s foreskin on my cheek and lips and breathed in his manly, intoxicating scent.. All this serves to evoke a certain mood, and halfway through the second scotch I get kinda drowsy and slip into a state from which a line in a given song triggers a memory that I nurture along until I have the beginnings of a story line. If I play with myself, (don't you?) the memories become sharper and sharper, until...So I finish the scotch, clean myself up and turn off the stereo, although not necessarily in that order and head for the PC to jot down what I call the jism stream of. On the ride back to drop Rachael off, the girl had an idea. "DeaconMaclean," she said. "Has the church found a caretaker yet?" No dear, not yet. There don't seem to be many out there who areinterested in a part time job that is only eight hours a week at minimumwage. We do need to get someone soon. The congregation are starting tocomplain about the condition of the church. I'm going to have to mow thelawn myself on Friday." What time will you be there?" Rachael said. "I have someone who mightbe.