Mr. Gillman looked around. "Either the storm is as odd as it is for just showing up..." and he looked at me "or Ral is demonstrating an ability he has...yet to discover."Sally looked at me. "You're doing this?"I thought about the storm. I could feel it at range, and the sensation of holding it at bay. "I am. I'm holding it off."Just as quickly as it had hit and destroyed the cinema, the wind and rain died away. Debris fell around us, still deflecting off the bubble I had erected. It was somewhat flaccid, maybe 5" long. "Would you like to showme yours now?" she asked.I shed my pants and was naked in a flash, my cock having regained it'sfull 10" erect length."Wow" she said as she put her hand around it again, "It's even morebeautiful than I remember from Junior High, more beautiful than when Isaw it only 20 minutes ago. I think, if they gave a prize for the mostbeautiful penis, you'd have to get it!" Your penis isn't too bad looking either," I said. "Come a. "How about some rules?" Okay," I said.The four of us sat down and started to go over some basic rules. It felt pretty awkward for all of us, so I got up and grabbed some beers. I drank about half of mine before I sat it down, thankful that it seemed to help calm me down. The basic rules were decided:1. Sex was only with spouses. Oral was fine on anyone but actual sex was reserved for the couples only. 2. If someone became uncomfortable at any point, they were to say so and the whole thing. She saw how they attacked many young women and scolded them about walking in there. A few of the women she'd seen cried and ran back to their cars. She didn't know if they went back later when the churchgoers were gone. They probably did but she'd never know.It seemed that joining the church was the best decision she ever made. She'd made one particular good friend who she always called Mrs. Jones. Mrs. Jones had a soft voice and sweet laugh. Mrs. Jones was so nice to her always calling her.