I'd usually sleep naked or just in boxers but thought it best to wear a little more as Marie is a friend of a friend.We started a general conversation...I can't remember about what now but it was something innocent enough. Absentmindedly I just started to stroke her leg which elicited a small giggle from Marie. As we continued to talk, I decided to stroke her leg a little more, gradually moving my hand above her knee and to her mid thigh area. Marie seemed very happy with this and became even. When Sister Anya finished her recitation, she waded around behind me and gently took hold of the back of my head."In the name of the Mother, we cleanse this girl of the sins of youth that she may be made ready to take her place within the greater world of the Mothers love."Two of the acolytes slowly leaned me backward until all but my face was underwater. I was nervous that they might accidentally drop me and I kept tensing up. Sister Anya leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Don't be afraid. Next up was Tanya, wearing a shiny lilac leotard, straddling Kelly’s dad; his large hands engulfed her tiny bottom cheeks. He carefully popped open the press-studs in the crotch of her leotard, slipping his hands between her cheeks, and stoking her little tightly puckered bum-hole. She moaned into his ear that she wanted to drink his spunk, as he lifted her up and down against his chest, using her whole young body as a masturbation glove. As she rose up and down she massaged the head of his. When the evening progressed, more beer and mead were served, and also something stronger was offered to all the men under the tables and the women pretended that they did not notice. I took a polite sip when I was offered something, but I had no intention of making a fool of myself and getting a terrible hangover. So, when an old man picked his violin and started playing I was still in a decent shape and, before I knew it, I was dancing with one of the matrons.“So, you are the young man who.