I didn’t see anyone as I strolled in, great news. I opened the door to your office and caught you by surprise, you turned quickly. I put a finger u... to my mouth as to signal… shhhhh. I whispered to you, ‘just lean back in your chair and relax’ You were nervous, but played along. I lifted up your skirt as I began to kiss your thighs, slowly moving closer to your sweet spot. You are resistant, but you give in and spread your legs. I can feel the heat coming from you, my teeth lightly biting your. .." (mutters at various volumes of 'hear hear', 'amen' and similar filled the room, ) "but I respect your caution in moving ahead. We will, of course, be discussing the matter with the Patron. In the meantime, we're very happy that you continue to lead us."The life of the church continued. Dulcie was not aware that, several weeks in a row, one of the congregation was, in fact, the Patron, whom she had never met and, in fact, didn't even know his name. When an elderly, erect, soldierly gentleman. Walking to the closet I found a pair of my mother's blue jeans (thethird hanger from the left, folded over the hanger with the legs on theleft) and a silk blouse. I went to my room and stripped completely,putting on a bathrobe and looking out the window one more time to besure that they had not suddenly returned. Then I hid my note padbetween my mattresses so I would have it for later.Back in my parent's room, I pulled the off-white panties up my legs. Iwould have loved to have shaved, but I. Don’t forget, this is a one-time thing.”“Yeah, yeah. You’re the tough loner. I get it. You don’t need to beat the topic to death. I was the same. I couldn’t imagine us having anything in common, but I’m coming around. I always assumed you were like most jocks: bullheaded and not terribly bright. Granted, you’re still bullheaded, but you’re not obnoxious about it.”“As much as your statement rankles me, I can also appreciate it. You’re right. Many of my friends—my straight jock friends, at.