Dishes in the sink table cleared quiet music in the background playing; she stood at the counter her hands playing with the soap suds waiting for it t... fill. Before Valerie knew what was going on the lights went out in the kitchen and she gasped almost screamed with the suddenness, but wait no.. the lights hadn’t gone out her hands came up to her face and just as fingertips brushed the silk material of Johns tie that had been wrapped over her eyes, her hands were smacked away and her head. As the Matins moved to the Divine Liturgy, the hymns foretold the destination of our Lenten journey, which was nine weeks away. From the Sunday of the Publican and Pharisee, each week built on the previous one, leading to the nadir of Great and Holy Friday and then the pinnacle of Holy Pascha. I’d been through it twenty-one times, and remembered seventeen of them, and the cycle of services still generated the sadness and joy they had from the time I’d become aware of those emotions.This year. It was a pretty day so she decided to lie out by the pool and enjoy the fact that she was alone for a change.She found an old single piece swimsuit and went into the bathroom to put it on. When she was naked, she thought about masturbating. Since the incident in the kitchen this morning with Dana there was a constant throbbing in her vagina. Still, she restrained herself. However, as she passed her special drawer, she stopped. She bit her lip in indecision. With a sigh, she opened the drawer. ‘Oh my god, that feels fantastic she said, as she leaned back against the piano further, arching her back even more, and jutting her breasts out farther into his hands. She then locked her legs around his waist for added leverage, and tightened her grip on his hair. Nic ran his hands down her sides and under her to cup her ass. He rose from the bench, with Allie firmly locked around his waist, and walked her to the couch. He broke the kiss as he placed her gently on the couch, her hair.