The Pastor prayed, his righteous words punctuated with the staccato of the organ. They passed the collection plate and whispered softly, “Every pen...y of it, Steven, I want you to put every single dollar in that collection plate.” His hands trembled as he reached for the envelope in his back jeans pocket and he placed it on the pile of fives, tens, and twenties in the red-velvet-lined brass plate. He closed his eyes and begged God for forgiveness, to absolve him of his sins, to release him. We consider our house to be a clothing-optional zone. We rarely wear clothes around the house and we encourage our guests to feel free to be naked as well. But, as I said, it’s optional. You are free to wear as much or as few clothes as you like anywhere in our home or our backyard. We also consider our home to be sexually free. That is, consensual sex is allowed anywhere in our home or backyard at any time. But what you really need to understand is that this house is a safe place. . The Old Admiral felt thirsty and went to a Serve-Matic to dial himself a drink when he stopped himself. An idea had suddenly formed in his mind. Yes, that what was needed, a modern deep-space version of a submarine, a deadly fish. Equipped with the best, able to disappear, crewed by the most cunning crew.NAVINT had the right idea almost 400 years ago. A Pirate ship, officially hunted by the Union and others, roaming freely in that cursed Freespace as a bane of Merchants, Slave dealers and other. Once there I pulled a chair out from the table. Turned to her and said. “Pull down your pants, leave your panties on, put your feet on the outside of the back legs of the chair, bend over and grab the seat with your hands.” With her back to me, she did what she was told. She was wearing white cotton panties with red around the waist and legs. Stretched tight across her ass, when she bent over they formed what I could only describe as the perfect camel toe over her pussy.I tried to put it.