She smiled at him and said, " Hi you must be Bob. I am Anna the assistantproducer! Sandra is getting the girls ready and explaining the action for tod...y!" Bob wentin with her and she explained that Sandra shot on Monday to Wednesday and then edited itfor the rest of the week sending out a movie a week to her mainly lesbian clientele. Theyentered the room and Bob saw two cameras and a large set of two big double beds. Sittingaround fully dressed was six young pretty girls and Sandra who was. A third chorus followed and continued until the obligatory forty minute set had been completed, it was then that an almost imperceptible signal brought proceedings to a halt. It was the cue for the Associate Pastor Graham Fenton to take the stage. The mood of the congregation changed. They all knew what was coming next, communion, a stalling of the feeling of well being as the communion elements were distributed by the horde of helpers. ‘At the Last Supper, Jesus took the bread and broke it.’. To my surprise, the Tranquil recruit, Lana, was also there, wearing leather armour and awkwardly holding a small crossbow. Several bolts stuck out from the archery butts at odd angles.“Greetings, your Highness,” the pretty woman hailed me in her toneless, creepy voice. “I apologise if I am in your way.”“Not at all.” I worked to keep my discomfort from showing on my face. “And please, call me Sierra. Don’t let me interrupt you.” I picked up a set of practice daggers and hefted them, testing. ..Then, groaning more loudly, rolling from side to side, he was spunking... and spunking... with Heidi still sucking and sucking, as she must.Sucking and swallowing. Sucking and swallowing.Draining me dry.A final groan and Quentin’s head turned to one side. A dribble of saliva ran from one corner of his mouth. He sighed contentedly. His now flaccid organ was still held in the wet-warmth, in the mouth that had now ceased sucking.Mmmm... lovely...So... so... relaxing...Quentin’s thoughts.