The bathroom was filled with elderly man . Some didn’t care my presence but some looked at me with a naughty smile . I was very fare and slim. I had...a very cute face and skinny lips. While peeing I saw some men were looking at my dick. I felt uncomfortable and finished peeing very fast.When I was coming out of the bathroom I heard a call “..Kittu….”. I was shocked it was my pet name very little people like my relatives and family friends know that. I turned back and saw ” kishore uncle,a very. . too invasive and ‘big brotherish’ for my liking ... but some of the other deacons talked me into it ... and ... well ... what does it matter now ... anyway ... they only got put in the week before the wedding. There’s one in the main church auditorium and one facing down the length of the passage way leading up to the foyer of the function room. That one in the passage way is up quite high and tucked away in the far corner, very hard to spot, but it can see right down to the doors and even. It was then that she looked down at the unmistakable bulge in my pants and smiled. "Do you like what you see?" she said, looking back up into my eyes. Again I was lost for words but eventually managed a reply. "Y-y-yes," I stammered, "I do, you're gorgeous Hazel."Still staring me in the eyes, she smiled and slowly pushed the straps of her bra down over her shoulders and pushed it down until her breasts were fully uncovered. I could now see that her nipples, surrounded by her pink aureoles were. She had dropped out of school and run away. Her parents wanted nothing to do with her. She was working at a fast food restaurant and living in a boarding house. She wasn’t sure who the father was, she had been drinking at a party and met some college guys. She couldn’t remember the name of the boy she eventually went upstairs with, only that he was being really nice to her and that she liked the attention of an older boy.I asked her why she kept coming back to our church. She explained that she.