Some of us watched Pope Francis deliver Easter Sunday Mass in an almost empty St. Peter’s Basilica and the services delivered by other denominations...to empty churches. Painful. Four of our ‘regular’ cooks were off duty and had suited up to join us. For once I felt lucky to be sequestered with all these folks, because it did feel a little like having a real congregation around me.Then one Easter service was hijacked by a hateful demagogue spewing the “Sin of Eve’ diatribe. Tears flowed. Luckily. Her saliva was like nectar and our tongues were fighting to control each other. It was like twenty minutes after which we parted. I slowly moved my hand to her skirt and started rubbing her pussy. She was like “please not here. somebody will see us”. I realised the same and we gently got up. I took her by hand deep into the bushes where no one would see us.By the time we were there she was completely in heat. We started kissing again and she whispered in my ear “Please be gentle. This is my. " Look," I told him. "I don't really want to negotiate this with you and then turn around and negotiate it with whoever is going to join in. If the guy wants to fuck your ass, you're going to get your ass fucked." Are you sure you can get Miko to agree?" he asked me. I smiled.We made the date for the following Friday with my friend, Ben, and, on Don's insistence, the date with Miko the Friday after that. "The only way I can get through this," he told me, "is to know what's waiting for me on the. I said fine and went to her dorm. When I was there I found out that she had a stripper pole installed, and I asked if it was just for our project. She said no,she just liked to pole dance. I was slightly weird out, but I went with it. She started to dance and she wasn't that bad, and it would work for our project. I jokingly asked how her lap dance skills were, and to my surprise she said that she would show me. She still had her underwear on, and started to grind on my lap. While doing so she.