He was balding and in his fifties."Good morning, Father Gunther," I said, Gerda having told me his name."Good morning, Fraulein," he replied. "You mus... be the young woman fromthe train. Such a terrible experience to have to go through, and blessedbe the Count for taking you into his home. He's a good man." Yes he is," I agreed, and so far as I could tell he did seem a decentsort."I assume you'll be joining them in church on Sunday morning to givethanks to God for your deliverance?" I imagine. Keith just smiled to himself at how easily he was now adjusting to wandering about in public in just his bare skin. Meeting this lovely, naked host in the Mitre 10 store had also helped tremendously in lifting Keith’s and Gemma’s confidence levels in having their bare bodies on full display everywhere they went. For Gemma it made her swell her bare chest out just that little bit more to advertise to the world the fact that she had breasts. Maybe they were still just developing but they were. His giant cock waving in the air spoke volumes. He was ultra horny.It was just her face and tight jeans this time. It was Kara's perkytits, her shiny skin, her furry box and all the light hairs on her legs.When Donnie, saw that, his cock almost leaped in the air on it's own.He had never seen it grow that big before.Meanwhile Kara was just happy she didn't have to explain to the umteenthguy why she never shaved certain parts of her body. The reason being italtered her spiritual vibration too. Maybe she would mention her BDSM fantasies next. He had hinted at similar desires earlier, hadn't he?"Okay, since you mentioned a fantasy or two that you dismissed yourself, I will take my turn. I want you to be more, well,... dominant. I want you to take charge more often. I don't just mean sexually. I would like to follow your lead. As I said earlier, I loved the fact that you had your way with me on the bedroom floor this morning. It excited me in a way that I hadn't completely accepted.