”“I know what you meant, but you know how important words are. You wouldn’t have needed the Seven Ecumenical Councils if words weren’t importa...t. Heck, the entire debate at Nicea came down to a single letter! It was «ηομοιουσιος» versus «ηομοουσιος», and I daresay there’s more than an ‘iota’ of difference!”Father Basil laughed, “Wow! You don’t mind if I steal that line, do you? And yes, that ‘iota’ made all the difference in the world. That iota had the teachings of Arius declared to be. "Can we come back here?" Vanessa asked hopefully. "It's so peaceful and pretty." We'll see. Get dressed. I've still got to finish off the repairs."Hand in hand, the pair strolled back to the relay unit and inspected the damage."It's going to take an hour to replace the hinges and make it secure," Helen estimated. Vanessa complained bitterly."Pass me that roll of insulation tape," Helen requested.Vanessa held the door in position whilst Helen wrapped the tape around the cabinet several. On my last day I plucked up the courage and deposited all my old clothes with a grateful assistant at the local Oxfam shop. The next morning I took the train to my new flat, as Carol and I don't intend to change back ever. I can still remember my landlady's face when I handed over the keys. Still, that's another story.So, I just walked up to the stop as bold as brass and sat down. I crossed my legs femininely and placing my handbag on my lap, I flicked the clasp open, took out a packet of. I felt so loose back there. I could do this. I could take—“Holy fucking shit!” I howled as he didn't thrust me. Instead, he pulled me back. He impaled me on his dick.My asshole flared in pain as it stretched wide enough to take his huge, Black dick. He lanced so deep in me. My bowels clung to him, this burning heat rippling through me. I bucked and squirmed, my little titties jiggling beneath me. The cop grunted as my butt-cheeks pressed against his crotch. I could feel his wiry pubic.