" I'll be asked to kiss some babies next, he thought to himself.Brother Moore stood to one side with the pastor of the Woodman Baptist Church and look...d out over the congregation. He smiled and hoped Harley Duran would make a good and lasting impression on the people who had come especially to hear him speak.The usual Wednesday evening turn out was perhaps fifteen or twenty. The crowd this particular evening numbered over one hundred. "Oh my," he whispered to himself.Brother Moore was again. We both looked at each other and smiled while taking deep breathes. I asked her out and requested her to come to my room with me and she smiled and kissed me again and said ‘let’s go’. So off we went without wasting any time headed for my room and as soon as I closed my door room I grabbed her from the back and kissed all over her neck. Just above my grasp were her breasts and I shook them. Her boobs juggled.I changed my hold and now cupped her breasts from back and kissed all over her neck and. He came in and she went up to him and gave him a kiss then said,"How's my sexy thing doing? Do you feel sexy in your sexy clothes?" "No, I don't! Can't I just change and we can forget about it?" "Do you want to put one of your other sexy outfits on? Perhapsthe pink dress or the lavender one?" "You know what I'm talking about! Why can't you see it my way?" "Do I have to remind you, who said one wears the pants and theother wears the dresses?" "I did, but you know what I meant! Now let's. (My wife had told methat she loved seeing the look on my face as the pain was given anddescribed it as one in which my face sort of screwed up with my eyesshut and my lips pursed.) She of course felt the wonderful (to her) joltof power as I felt the pain.She delivered two more sharp, stinging blows, then asked, "Feeling a bitwarmer now my little sissy?" Yes, Mistress," I quickly replied."Good, good," she stretched both words out. "I want to be very sure thatwearing my ?special? panties isn?t.