He would whisper encouragement and give them instruction on following the right path. You know, it wasn’t long before that little town of ours got v...ry calm. Based upon what I noticed during that time he must have influenced at least sixty to seventy percent of the people he spoke to. Now, while I was amazed at the Reverend you can’t mistake me for a follower, no he was just a steady paycheck for me. Anyway I guess that was why I quickly figured out a way to get a little good of my own from the. Forcing people to stay home with nowhere to go.No hockey playoffs, no NCCA basketball tournament, no Masters golf, and worst of all, no baseball.The virus has the most physical and mental effects on the older generations, like me. I’m a seventy-eight-year-old widower. What are we supposed to do?Perhaps watch porn on the internet and stroke soft cocks that no longer get hard and rarely cum seems to be one of the few alternatives. But I have one other alternative available, i.e. I spend my time. "This is my sister's husband Mark. Mark, Thomas."I smiled, "Good to meet you Thomas. Elizabeth said it was a small community, but I had no idea." I'll watch for your business associates, Mark. I know your suite, I'll call right up when I see them." Thank you... while I'm here, could I get a pot of good coffee? The stuff I made this morning was almost drinkable..."Thomas laughed. "Right away."Ten minutes later we were in the elevator."That was so sweet, Mark," Elizabeth said. "Thank you." I just. "Feeling better this morning are we?" came the soft inquiry."Hmmm," replied the completely contented young woman."Then it is time I showed my appreciation for what you sacrificed last night. You were magnificent in your agony. I sensed your every physical and emotional pain, felt you violated, plumbed the depths of your debasement and humiliation. It was truly a memorable evening." It was for you, Mistress, only for you. You wished me to share myself with others and I did and will again as.