“Sister Shelby then,” Shelby went along with the Catholic-flavored familial title instead of the more Protestant-sounding ministerial one.“Siste... Nydia has a nice ring to it, yes,” Nydia added her assent to the notion.“And I am Brother Mark, then?” I thought aloud.“No, dear, you’re Father. Who else could you be? Father Mark sounds best,” Cherry countered.“I agree. He’s the only one worthy of the title ‘Father,’ but in that case, you should be ‘Mother Cherry,’ if you ask me,” Nydia insisted.“I. He attached Harley’s leash to a shrub, not really sufficient to hold him, he lay me on the grass, still warm from the day’s heat from the sun. We made wonderful love and it truly was making love in every way. We spent nearly as much kissing, licking, and sucking each other as fucking. When I came, I was desperate for it. He was inside me and I wanted to feel him cum inside me, to share the moment completely with him. I tried diverting my mind in many ways to hold off my imminent orgasm until I. You wore me out,” she whispered.“Okay. Nine it is.”We looked at each other for a while. Her eyes were lively. One last kiss, a hug, and then I stepped away. The night was hot.“Thanks, Matt,” she said, pulling on my arm one last time. She spoke softly. “Tonight was ... amazing. I won’t forget this ever. And I’m going to make you very happy, tomorrow.”My body twitched as excitement rushed through me. “You already have,” I said. It was the truth. I was floating a foot above the ground.Heather. As always, you stole my breath away with your beauty. Long auburn hair, beautiful eyes that always seem to sparkle with a light of their own, a smile that can light up an entire room, and a killer body packed into a petite frame that makes guys drool and women hate you. Lol Moving to the couch, I hand you a glass of your favorite wine and begin my preparations. I pull the curtains, turn some smooth jazz on low on the stereo, light a few strategically placed candles, shut the phone off, and pull.