What would it be like to be a priest or sacred medicine man of the era.You would be sacred and reveared and funded by the community so you could devot... every waking hour to it. People boys and old men alike would seek you out for council and guidance. If like ancient times, some would make an annual pilgrimage to see you and then masturbate and ejaculate before you to show their faith is strong. You would bless them with your own holy water, ejaculating it onto their faces and lips and they. Then there were the garters themselves. Under Pam's guidance, Irolled the stockings into doughnuts and rolled them onto my legs;that was easy. And the front garters went on well enough. Butthe ones in back...! Especially the back one on the left; I keptstruggling with it and it kept closing with the welt of the stockinglost somewhere down my thigh. Finally, with a sigh, Pam did the backgarters for me.Then, apparently, we were done. Pam gave me nothing more to wear."I want to see my pretty thing. She got into a red convertible mustang and drove by me and as she did she looked at me and gave me an approving smile and a wink I went to the front door rang the bell. As the door opened I there stood Barbara looking like she had just woken up and threw something on but still she looked more ravishing than I had remembered. Barbara’s golden blonde hair which hadn’t been combed came down to her shoulders and was full, and naturally curly(wavy). You could almost say Barbara had what was referred. Shrugging, he looked over at Jenny. “You?”“No, my lord. I don’t believe he’s had any of us, my lord.”“What?” roared Dunrossiter. “None of you? This is ridiculous. The boy is fifteen already! Kate take care of this today!” he ordered.“My apologies, milord, but I cannot,” she whispered ashamedly. Lifting her skirt, she showed the Earl proof that her courses were arrived.“Damnation!” He looked across the room to where Jenny lay cuddling with his wife. “Well then, you do it, Jenny. You, sure as the.