But Gracie was singing to her self and getting undressed, stopping to bend over and test the water. Her ass was 'challenging' when she bent over but h...r tits were delightful. I felt like I had no choice. Bailing out would be far more awkward than going along. And if Waynee p*o really did hate me and he ran a mile when he saw us in the bath then so be it. Gracie and I could fuck. And if he didn't well, who knows? Either would be better than going him alone.Gracie turned off the light and we got. ”“Oh, I understand. But if you could expedite your work, Ms Chesterman.”“It’s Reverend, if we’re being formal, but I’d much rather be Dulcie.”“Oh, that’s fine, Dulcie. In which case, I’m Sam. If you could just let me know when you’re coming? I suppose you won’t want to wear PPE?”“Oh, I have my own ... PPE, Sam. Just not helmet and steel toe-caps. As long as there’s no danger of falling masonry. As I remember, the shell of the chapel is pretty sound? Unless it’s deteriorated in the last few. I thought the easiest way for me was to use my security uniform with a few embellishments and I could go as a forced chaplain. Sarah had kept her costume a secret from me telling me zi,d find out on the night. A good friend who,d procured the job for Sarah at the school Brenda and her hubby Jon had gone as far as hiring costume from a fancy dress shop. I arranged a weekend off as the dance took place on a Friday and was looking forward to it as my wife had just finished a heavy period and. Why? Did you miss me?” “Yeah,” I replied, “It’s just not the same without you here.” “We should trade phone numbers to keep up with each other,” Helen remarked. I agreed. I wrote my number on a scratch pad and stepped over to her porch. Helen handed me a business card that read 'Helen’s Garden.' Helen poured water on to her plants and spoke an encouraging word to each plant. She tip-toed to get to the higher pots and I watched as she reached up to water each plant. She had a body that just.