“Seriously?” I asked. “Yes, I know your version translates «επίσκοπος» as ‘overseer’, but that is a literal translation, while �...bishop’ is the word which evolved in English from the Greek word. They mean the same thing! As for priests, the word «πρεσβύτερος», which you translate literally as ‘elder’, became ‘prester’, which became priest in English!”More laughter erupted.“Do you see me in fancy robes?”“You mean traditional formal wear from the 4th century? Like your business suit is for modern. I have thought this for a long time but had no confirmation and for most of my life I was in denial of the truths you espoused. I only had vague knowledge of what you wrote but as I read the details, everything started clicking. You made truthful point after truthful point. It's so obvious that you are right. The evidence is right in front of all of us but denial and fear covers that truth to many people, like a veil over our eyes. I think it’s due to insecurities and denial of whites to face. Moore was pleased with himself. He had known that once his big prick knob got into her asshole, it would soon feel good to the slut. Now he stared between Sylvia’s firm ass-cheeks. Half his cock was buried in her stretched fuckhole. Fuck, it was so fucking exciting to watch a slut’s tender asshole stretching wide open to take his cock.Holding onto Sylvia’s waist, he moved his hips from side to side to open her asshole a little more. Pausing in his fucking, he ran his hands along Sylvia’s smooth. I think what surprised the two of us was how well endowed Doug was it sort of put mine in the shade even erect I wouldn't match Doug on the slack.Anyway we saw a lot more of Doug it seemed every second week we'd get an invite to his place or he'd drop round if we weren't busy, it was hard work sometimes with our other visitors fitting him in fortunately he didn't drop in uninvited. I think it was about eight months after his divorce that things started to change, he'd started to sit closer to.