I walked through the front door of Har Zion Synagogue. I opened my talis bag and took out a knit, designer yarmulke and secured it to my hair with a b...bby pin. Then I took out the talis, drew it over my shoulders and wrapped it around my arms. I put the bag in my coat pocket.I had been given a moustache and a full, bushy beard and a pair of glasses that didn't do anything but help obscure my identity. I was also aged with some wrinkles.I entered the door to the sanctuary and stood at the back. ‘Yea, well, she says a lot of things that aren’t true.’ ‘She says it is your baby.’ Angus threw the words at him just to gauge his reaction. ‘It’s a chance, it’s also a chance it’s one of the three other guys she was fucking at the time,’ he said casually, his words empty of any jealousy but sparked with bitter anger. ‘And that never bothered you?’ ‘That’s the only reason I stayed with her as long as I did. She cheated so much she never had the time to question me about all the other women I. “What’s going on back there?”Dori giggled some more, “Oh, nothing …” She tried putting on a sweet, innocent expression, but the guys weren’t buying it. They looked at each other, smiled like they were agreeing on something and continued on their way. They stood to the side at the patio sliding door into the great room. I gave them a slight, almost formal nod in recognition of their manners, started walking through the door, and each of us received a not-quite-hard smack on the ass. We pretended. " I can't get it all off. We both know that." I said as I walked to the couch in my towel.Infront of the couch was a table with a laptop and HD webcam mounted on it. I sighed heavily in anticipation. What we were about to do was harder than I thought."I've logged into the site." John said. "We can go live now." Okay let's do it." Are you 100% sure?" Yeah. We need the money. It's just jerking off." I said more confidently. John had come up with the idea of joining this gay site where we could.