I guess it was Murphy's law that I would run into Mrs. Marlow and that is what happened. She saw me and I did what I could to avoid her. But the next ...hing I know her groceries cart is coming my way and I dreaded getting my ass reamed again. But I was going to be courteous to Mrs. Marlow."Oh Chuck, I have been wanting to talk to you for a while now." If you are still mad, I don't blame you at all. Frankly I was very wrong, just that ... well I was wrong. to have cleaned your glasses with my. That became obvious when Gavin pulled into his driveway, opened the door for Natasha, and smelled her as he led her to the front door. He winked at her as they went inside, as if to indicate that he knew how wet she had become during the drive. He then locked the door behind them and put his hand under her skirt to feel her underwear."I gather that you are as excited about tonight as I am, maybe even more. Drop your wet panties and hand them to me. I want to inspect them myself," he commanded. .. and that's Harry... and that's, that's??? What's his name?" he whispered to Harry."Hello whats-his-name!" Carolyn looked up at him with deliberately wide innocent eyes. It was hard not to smile when the man gulped noisily and nodded his head. "Aaa... what can we call you?" the first man said.Carolyn turned her head to stare up into his red face."You can call me... in time for seconds... all around!" She purred in the much practiced professional voice which had put $3,000 in the bank for her. Which is how I became involved with the story 898I was several weeks into my pilgrimage. Clerics in transit to or from church business are expected to perform duties like blessings, prayers and minor tasks. I couldn't marry anyone but I could offer prayers to your desired God or Goddess. Which is kinda what got me enough trouble for several lifetimes, I'd stopped at a local tavern/Inn. They had decent food and brew that tasted fresh. The old man at the bar had a small shrine to the God of.