.. by which, of course, he meant thosewho belonged to a different faith...and even those who were of the samefaith but observed it differently." I don...t get that," the Amazing Stephanie said, her brow furrowed withconfusion."Well but look at the different versions even of Christianity that oneencounters today. You've got Catholics (both Roman and EasternOrthodox) Lutherans, Methodists, Baptists, Presbyterians,Episcopalians... the list goes on and on. And the same holds true ofany other religion. I nodded and followed him to his house. Before we went inside though, he pulled me into a kiss. I blinked in surprise and tensed up bit, but as the kiss got deeper, I relaxed a lot. He pulled away from me and we gazed into each other's eyes. Suddenly, I got a feeling inside me and I could not look away. He then opened the door and pulled me in. I followed him to his room and we sat on his bed, kissing again. He reached a hand into my shirt,caressing my breast, still kissing me. His hand pinched. ”But the Presidentress was quick to rebuke critics, even mentioning Professor Zalas by name in her post-34GGG speech:"As usual, Zalas has completely misconstrued my words. I don't blame her, it's simply the kind of jealous, petty behaviour that I would expect from a woman flat enough to be able to buy her bras out of a supermarket bargain-bin.'Cleavage parity', or 'cleavage equity', has never meant a cock for every cleavage. I have always made it clear that every man deserves to serve breasts,. .. yeah, I think I can accommodate. What time were you thinking?"Her free hand was slowly going up and down my shaft, her thumb pressing on the head of my cock tenderly. I groaned slightly and she darted me with her eyes. I mouthed a silent apology. "Yeah, that sounds perfect to me. Four it is."And it was then that I saw it, that twinkle in her eyes. I knew it really well. It only happened when she had a naughty idea. I love that twinkle. She moved across me, straddling me. Her free hand.