“I was here once before, on a business deal that didn’t materialize, but I fell in love with the place and the people.”“The people have been n...ce to us. Very nice actually,” said Ava. He noted her serious expression.“Ava?” he said.“He does want to see us more often,” she said. “I mean like I told you.”“Yes, and we need to accommodate him in that,” he said, “I think we have to; I mean given everything.”“Yes, yes indeed,” she said.“You went there last Thanksgiving. I will be going at the end of. It was funny because even though Erika had been my one and only, the fact that she was Asian made our experiences somehow exotic to other people ... well, to my Dad at least. I had tasted a fruit of which he wanted knowledge, I guess, and truth be told, I was more than willing to share intimate details with him. Blame it on male pride, celebration of the conquest, or whatever.“Well, I guess since I’ve never had a white girl, we’re even,” I reminded him, “but sure, I can let you know what it’s. ”He didn’t question her and just smiled and obediently got over her knee and thought he knew what was coming next. As she softly spanked his bottom, he reached for her pussy, expecting something warm and wet. He felt something weird though. He looked over to her as she opened her legs and pulled up her nightgown revealing what she had tucked down between her legs. He was horrified to see a strap on dildo between her legs.“Chelsea no. I won’t do that. I am not into that. With me it is an. But I don’t think I mind. I doubt if there’s a Greek Catholic congregation anywhere near, anyway.”“There’s a Roman church in Keswick. The nearest church, though, would be Saint John’s, Bassenthwaite. That’s about two miles up the road. A Church of England church. D’you want to look up the services?”“Yes, please.”As it turned out, there was a Communion service at Saint John’s, at eleven. Apparently, there was schedule for the services, rotating through, I think, about ten different venues. Saint.