The baptismal bowl had long since been shattered and there were flame marks along the walls indicative of at least one arson attempt. A naked woman i... a church is either perfectly appropriate, or sacrilege.Some time later, I meandered into the basement and understood why I was here. It was a fully stocked BDSM dungeon, large pentagrams drawn on the floor, black candles burning around the room, along with men and women of various ages in black robes. Sometimes I could see faces and sometimes. The way it bobbed and weaved as he lowered himself into the water brought a brilliant memory of Shein's cock rolling and twisting during the impromptu backstroke race."Feel good?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the tub."Aaaahhh," Mark sighed. His knees pushed up out of the water as he slid down and immersed his torso. He threw her a grateful look. "You're getting your skirt wet," he pointed out.Judy glanced down. "Doesn't matter, it needs washing anyway." I'm sorry I'm falling apart," he. He had come ta Inez ta ask ifen she sold sumpthin' he called bar-b-que. Both of us admitted that we had never heard of it, so we called Josiah over ta ask him what he might know. He said that he had eaten bar-b-que a couple of times an' loved it, but he didn't know how ta make it.Pierre said that he knew a recipe an' would fix some fer us ifen we would furnish the ingredients. Josiah had such a longin' look in his eye that me an' Inez agreed ta try it out, but I said that Pierre would have ta. Once they both ended up in the working world, employed at the same firm and with no other friends to socialize with, they began going to clubs together. The plan was to share cab fare, show up together and sit at the same table until they met eligible men. From there they would go their own ways. More often than not that meant they ended up sharing cab fare home as well.Usually they ended up at one or the other's home after a night of drinking and dancing. Neither Brenda nor Liz understood why.