Sheila had been working in the centre kitchen for the past few months. The pay was fine, and the staff were friendly, altho the customers were not alw...ys.She set her coffee down on the counter, hoping that one of the staff would ignore it rather than sweep it away in a flurry.Putting on her best pleasant expression given the circumstances, Sheila went out to collect dishes and refill coffee. Her coworker, David, gave her a cheery smile and wave from the other end of the room.She sighed in the. Both hands pulling the crisp water to my face, shocked at first and then revitalized. I dink handful after handful. Not realizing how thirsty I was, pausing to catch my breath, kneeling in the cold mud, feeling the water run down my chin and neck. Looking at my reflection in the water, seeing a weary young man with a gash over his left eye.. Carefully I clean myself as best as I can. Feeling a little steadier, I continue toward where I saw the smoke. Every step bringing me closer, my mind a. I turned away so I wouldn’t be so obvious.“Yeah. Make sure he’s bi, too, just in case, you know…”.“You want him to fuck me and suck your cock? Maybe fuck you in the ass? Maybe you’d like it better to just get a guy for yourself. You two could just enjoy each other, I wouldn’t even have to be there.”“No!” John remonstrated. “I just want you to be happy. I know I suck as a husband, at least sexually, and, well, you should have sex once in a while.”“Thanks a lot.”I thought about picking on him. ”“Are you frickin’ kidding? Where was this?”, she asks.“It was a small bathroom near the sanctuary”, I reply.“And no one saw?”“Well, it had a lock on it.”“God, you don’t know how lucky you both are. But might I say I love them. So, this was the outfit you wore to church?”, she wonders.“Yeah.”“I love the open blouse with the bra and skirt. Very sexy.”“Thank you. So, how are your peeps liking my pictures?”, I ask.“Oh. Morgan, they love them. They really want to get your own page”, Grace.