?No,Darling, wait I was just?? Hewas gone. ??surprised?finished Maria near to tears. Yesshe knew how things were now. She was suffering the changes e...ch day at work(not to talk about wage cut), on public transport or wherever she met people.Every bloody evening she patiently listened to her daughters relating theinjustices they were going through. ?Damned Morrison? she thought. ?Dingdong? The doorbell rang. ?DarlingI?? her voice died in her throat. Atthe door there were 4 enormous policemen.. There seemed to be no alternative, at least for the foreseeable future,but to appoint one of their own as spiritual leader of this tiny flock.The consensus of the members of the congregation seemed, slowly, toconverge on Miss. Ellen Pryor as the best choice. Miss Pryor, a spinsterin her late forties, moved to Winson some ten years earlier and had beena member of the congregation of Grace Church since the day she arrived.She worked as a (part-time) secretary in one of the local. And she replied with a blushing smiley and said she had some work and left.After this conversation, she started to chat with me so closely and she said she was afraid to behave naughtily with me because my grandparents may see.I told her we can have fun without getting caught and she agreed for that but she said she don’t want me to fuck her since it may spoil her life. I can do whatever else.. I agreed for that.After two days she came to our home and we started behaving closely. I was really. Junior groaned as he watched her lick them clean with exaggerated motions and then turned and fled from the room, before he attacked her again.When Junior closed the door behind him he noticed a pair of night vision goggles hanging on the door knob across the hall. He chuckled as he realized they had made enough noise for Carr to realize he was upstairs, and snagged the headgear as he headed down stairs. Outside he used the old trick of keeping one eye closed as he studied the terrain through.