“Now you have to go out of here, cross the big hallway and go up the main staircase there. Go up two flights and on the second floor turn right down...the long gallery.”Jennifer listened to these instructions in mounting horror. “You can’t possibly mean that I have to walk through the Hall on my own dressed like this?”“Those are essentially the facts yes Jenny.”“But… but there might be somebody about!”“At this time of day almost certainly Jenny. There’s bound to be some cleaning staff or. ’ Pulling back from him you gaze into his face and tremble….. If you say no will he listen??? Suddenly you realize you don’t want him to listen!! You feel a complete slut!! Pretending not to want it you try to pull away…. His grip tightens and before you can do anything he’s behind you and you feel his hard cock against your arse cheeks again…. Rubbing up and down…….. You feel you body respond on its own…..Gasping out a faint ‘no please…’ you feel his hands on your breasts again…. This time. When they refused to ordain gay ministers that was all she wrote. Rev. Barbara, the minister at the UU Church, who was also obviously gay, had greeted me after the service and listened to my complaints.“Well, Ari, you know what they say about Unitarianism. It’s the halfway point on the slippery slope from Methodism to Golf.”I don’t play golf, so I figure I reached the bottom of the slope on a free fall.Oh, yes, I was telling about the service at the UU Church near the beach in Oregon. The. ?And looks like he’s been its chauffeur from day one, too? And probably in that same suit? More likely from the twenties if you ask me!?Reflexively lowering their heads to a clap of deafening thunder, ascending the trio of granite steps to the grand entrance as the sky continues to darken, one holds the sheets of paper in her hands as the other’s slipping the key inside the lock. A slight shove, the right side door swinging slowly inward, they realize the key’s not necessary. The grand foyer.