The church service at the beginning of this story, as well as many of the references to teachings, was inspired by, but not limited to, my personal ex...erience with several such churches. But most of all this story explores human emotions. It is a story of greed, greed so powerful that it leads to the taking of life. It is a story of love in many forms. And it is a story of hope. This story will polarise opinion, and for that I make no apology. There will be those who will read this, and say. It may frighten you or it may even excite you. Whatever it does I promise it will interest you. You are about to go on a tour of one my private sanctums. As a child I always loved going to the zoo and seeing all the animals. When I became rich or should I say when I became very rich I decided among other things to build my own zoo and stock it with one of a kind animals. Animals found no where else on earth, because I created them myself. Here is the portal to my private. 'I don't live in the area' I lied. 'I'm just visiting' and took a long drink of the wine. Instantly, the alcohol hit me and made me slightly lightheaded and warm - I started to relax and crossed my legs, and my cock pushed up as I did so - and I noticed his eyes concentrate slightly. He smiled and edged closer to me. 'You're shaking, so let me warm you up' he said. His arm slid gently round my shoulders, and I couldn't help but snuggle into him. I drank more wine and it started to really have. She slid her skirt down and stepped out of it. We were both left in our underwear: I was in my boxer-briefs and Sarina stood so innocently (almost embarrassed) in her black silk bra w/ pink lace and matching panties and her high heels. Her naturally darkened skin accentuated the core work she’d been doing and completely defied her age. Our hearts were racing, fully aware of the adventure ahead. I pulled Sarina back into my arms to kiss her but she quickly dropped to her knees. My bulge was.