How nice,” she replied sipping her drink.“So, you didn’t go?” I asked.“How can I? This slut was brought here by you. I am booked by you toni...e”I grabbed her arm and got her closer to me and kissed her passionately. “Damn, you gonna get slut-fucked tonight.” She looked at me, “Can’t wait.”We finished our drink, I put my hands under her dress. This time my fingers went deeper and were rubbing her pussy. We walked towards the bar counter, kept our glasses. All this while my hand under her dress. ." I spit on the tip of my fingers and, when I went for her pussy, she willingly opened up her beautiful legs, but she couldn't hide how much she was trembling. "I think I owe you somehow. So I will punish you, it will hurt, but it will also serve as a test." A t-test?" She stammered as she felt the cold surface of the ball, which I used to start massaging her outer lips, circling her small clitoral hood."Yes. There is something happening that I didn't tell you yet, and that I..." I moved it. "Pam said, "That will be different. Frank, it will be our first communion together."Frank wasn't allowed to receive communion at my church because he wasn't a member and I never attended his when communion was served since my attendance was only at social events. Your church will really be open to us?"Paul said, "Yes. There is no question of that. Really, the only question is whether you two want to attend Sunday school with Lisa and Al and their seventh graders or with Linda and I knowing that. Emily wanted to scream at him yet knew she had to keep her composure. ‘I had not expected to see you, George. It has been, what, five years? I did say in my letter that there would be no funeral. It is my understanding that Charles will be buried in Belgium.’ ‘I know that, Emily. Mother was against my coming but I had to see how you were.’ George’s words puzzled her. It seemed unlikely that any of the Garners should feel the need to sympathise with her. She had assumed they would mourn on.