As I left the kitchen Stella got up and said she also should be getting dressed. I now understood the look. Going from the kitchen to her bedroom woul... take her past my bedroom door. I smiled to myself, went into the bedroom and left the door completely open. I had my back to the door as I took off my t-shirt and pajama bottoms. I thought I would treat Stella to a nice look at my ass. Surprise! When I turned around she was standing in the doorway, smiling at me. Stella took a quick glance out. ”“Do you have black vestments?”I shook my head, “We wear white for funerals because it’s the color of the Resurrection. At one point in Russia it became usual to wear black, but we’ve returned to the older tradition. The Carpatho-Russian parishes, the ones who use to be Uniate, they still wear black.”“Uniate?”“A long story, but at one point some churches signed a concordat with Rome. Many of those returned to Orthodoxy at the urging of Father Alexis Toth, who, I suspect, will someday be Saint. Mypussy was already getting wet! He then reached down and tore my pantiesoff, leaving me naked in my living room. I was glad my room mate was gonefor the weekend. I was then forced to my knees and he pushed my head to the floor, my asssticking up in the air. I felt so exposed! I heard him rummaging throughthe bag he had brought, and wondered what was next! I felt somethingslowly slide into my hot, wet pussy. It was a dildo! It stretchedcomfortably as he eased it in. It felt wonderful!. ‘We’re varsity gymnasts, but the rumor is that the Greeks think they own this event, and don’t train much for it. We might have a chance. Are you interested in entering with us?’ The stares I was getting were strong and direct. A bit of challenge in them. ‘I’d be willing to talk about it some more. I’m in a dorm on campus, but my folk’s house is a few miles from here and right now I’m housesitting my mother’s cats. Would you like to have dinner with me and see what kind of team we might put.