.. you missed your chance big guy, " She said, "I tried to show you what you were missing" It didn't stop me, I moved my hand higher up her ...eg and uinder her skirt. She relaxed a little to accomadate my hand. I felt her pubes under my fingers and slowly a touched her hot little pussy, running my finger up and down her slit."Ohhhh..." She moaned in a soft voice, "Keep going..." The lights were off in the class and a movie was on so I figured we were safe. So I picked her. Who is responsible for the spiritual care of the faithful?”“You are, of course, working through the priest of each parish, with the assistance of the deacons.”Vladyka ARKADY nodded, “And are you a bishop, priest, or deacon?”“No, of course not, But in the same way I’d be concerned for the spiritual welfare of my children, I’m also concerned for my friends.”“There is a difference,” he replied. “God sets you, as the father, to be the pastor of the family, if you will. For your friends, though, you. I pulled the legs of my trousers up over my knees and reached for the pantyhose, they were dark tan and felt soft in my hands. I fed my feet in, one at a time, to each leg, I could only pull them taught to my knees because of the trousers, but my mind became entranced in the feeling. Suddenly I heard someone walking up the side of path and I quickly removed the hose and started to put my shoes back on as my cousin rounded the corner. I must have had guilt written all over my face when she saw. "Master!" Harold Loomis shouted and bowed down facing the door. A big, tall individual wearing a pimp suit, complete with a broad-brimmed mink hat came strutting in. He looked around the room and sneered."Sit quietly here at the table, no matter what happens." Angel ordered. I sat and decided it was time to be as quiet and inconspicuous as I could.The stranger looked around at the people in the community center. He sneered and looked down at Harold Loomis. "Get up, you slimy fawning asshole..