There was a large table near the kitchen where the family ate on a day-to-day basis, but then there was a more formal dining room with antique cabinet... and a very expensive-looking dining set. And to think, this huge house, with its two living rooms, two dining rooms, basement, den, five bathrooms, and six bedrooms, was the residence of four people, now reduced to three with Jason no longer living at home. Cecilia peeked out through the bay window of the "informal" dining room, to see an air. A little... more. Ahhhhhh!” I gasped.My orgasm was moments away and all I wanted was to embrace it. My moans became more primal and louder. It was here. I just needed a little more of a push. Just a little more. I felt myself waiting for ten, fifteen and then thirty seconds but my orgasm didn’t come. I could still feel the suckers working on my nipples and clit, but they were barely noticeable.They had decreased their suction to an almost imperceptible level, just holding me there at the edge. "Have fun with your friend," I said nodding toward the guy she had been talking to, "but don't fuck him. I would be very disappointed to find out that you fucked him." I won't," she said. "So I will see you tomorrow?" Count on it," I said.Chapter 21Back in my room I thought about the events of the evening and my plans for the next day. I tried to sleep but was having difficulty as I found myself getting aroused by my thoughts of Brenda. After tossing around in bed for two hours I finally had to. There were a few places, with the hymns for the day, where I was completely lost, but otherwise, the service followed the form I knew from Chicago.As the service neared completion, I had to decide what to do. It was the norm to socialize after the service, but I wanted a nice, quiet peaceful afternoon, and going to whatever passed for ‘coffee hour’ simply didn’t fit with that plan. So, when the service ended, I walked from the Cathedral to make my way back towards Piccadilly. I needed lunch, so.