"Don't you think they are just the cutest?"Carefully, she stretched out the waistband of them so that they hung straight as she showed them to me. The... were pale blue cotton panties, with just a narrow trim of white elastic around the edges. Right in the centre of them was a cartoon of a teddy bear. The little yellow creature smiled happily and was clutching the strings of three different coloured balloons."Very nice." Ahuh. They sure are." Stacy lifted them higher and buried her nose in the. The manipulations before had aroused me already. Now just the slightest touch brought me to hardness. I read on. "Do not come yet. Just get yourself acquainted with your body. Now take a finger and run it accross the head of your penis. Good! Feel the pleasure there as your penis takes the energy. Now take two fingers and gently stroke the base of your penis, feeling the energy there as well." I could feel the energy the book spoke about. It grew in my penis and in my testicles as I grew harder. This was a Friday afternoon. I took the train to the next city, disembarking, I wandered around, now in an unfamiliar area. I passed by a building where singing came from.It was joyous singing, claiming the gospel. I stopped and listened, cold and hungry. With nothing else to do I stepped inside. Unnoticed, I sat at the rear of a small gathering of worshippers. At least I was warmer inside.The meeting went on for just over an hour. As it concluded, I shifted uneasily. People socialised with. “It was a pleasure to see you again, Monsieur James. And Mademoiselle Maria,” he said with a twinkle in his eye, “please do come again.” With that, he bowed, and held the door for us.We walked out into the cold night air. Marta straightened up and shivered, then moved closer to me. I took off my coat and placed it around her shoulders, and held it closed with one hand. The car was waiting for us, as was the valet, looking indecently eager for another peek at Marta’s cunt. He held the door open.