“Hang in there Pastor. I’m sure good things are about to come to you.”Less than a month later, Gary received a phone call from Jeff Willet askin... if he would be interested in being interviewed for the Senior Pastor of Wildwood Baptist Church. It was in this interview that he learned that his old friend Mike Hazel had recommended him to the selection committee upon his resignation. It seemed Mike had taken the position of director at the High Meadow Camp and Retreat.PresentGary opened the letter. Carson wheeled around. “What should I do in the meantime?”Mr. Armisen shrugged. “Whatever you want. Stay here. Walk around. I’ll leave you my card.”He set it down on a counter. “In case you wanna spruce up.”Then he shut the door behind him.Carson’s rubbed his butt, the sting of Armisen’s palm still fresh, and looked around the suite. There was the master bedroom--the walls charcoal grey and lined with mirrors, the bedsheets black. He made his way towards a mysterious door at the far corner. For. He was brutal. He definitely would have given Macy a beating. The first time, he knocked me around good, and stripped me in only a few minutes. It was embarrassing to have my brother strip me naked, but on one hidden level, it was exciting. Until he began to coach us, he had never seen me naked, and last Saturday night, he had stripped me (not once but twice??? And dressed me too???) Now he was manhandling me, and I felt some excitement from it. The second time, I managed to get his shorts off. I told him that I wanted him to put his finger inside me and we took a quick break to find the closest thing to real lube that was in their bathroom.I got into position - same one as Josh got into - and the next 6 or 7 minutes were pure sexual pleasure. He pulled my dick straight down and he jerked it and licked it and pulled it toward him so he could suck it. He licked my balls and he tongued my ass and then he put that lube substitute on his index finger and then he slowly pushed it inside.