I remembered my father preaching many similar things, trying to push his religious beliefs on me and my sister, and the way I had just silently accept...d everything he said whereas my sister had fought hard to be allowed to think for herself. But those were bad memories, memories that had no place right there and right then. ‘My father was, or at least very nearly was, a closet drunkard, always needing just a few shots of whiskey to reach a state of calm when he came home from work late in the. ”“And has anything come to mind that you would like me to relay to her?”I laughed. “Well, you know the type of underwear I like.”“She’s already bought a Basque to wear for you and some stockings as well.”“Mmmmm,” I moaned. “Well... in another lifetime I used to go out with a married woman and when I used to meet her for dinner she always discreetly handed me her panties as I sat down and joined her. It kind of set the tone of the whole evening ahead.”“I’ll pass that on to her then. Anything. You can stand up now." Nancy straightened up but not quite all the way."I'm OK mom even though it feels like I have a baseball bat up my ass." You just relax and let your muscles stretch for a while." Mom, would it be all right if I had Dave fuck me while we wait. It might take the edge off him some." You need to ask Dave and not me, dear." Dave will you please fuck me while we wait for Nancy to be ready for the main event of the evening."Dave made a sweeping bow towards his older sister. His. She gave me a peck on the cheek just before handing Nadine a simple white dress. I approached the closed sanctuary door while the two women started to whisper to each other. I was surprised to find several people crowded near the door when I pushed my senses through it. A familiar unease passed through me from their malice.“Petra and Milla, can you come here a second,” I called out. I was surprised to see Nadine accompany them, but let it go. I pushed into Shalyndria’s cord and checked on where.