So, I bit my lip, cursed under my breath, slithered out of bed, and put on my robe. I decided not to turn the light on to look for my shoes, because I...was shaking so badly with fear, I thought I would knock it off the bedside table onto the floor. As my beating heart echoed like a big base drum in my ears I crept toward the bedroom door. All of a sudden, my toe found it. I though about covering my mouth to stifle a scream, but I was too freaking afraid to say anything.I peaked around the door. “So um, did you meet any nice ones last night?” “Guys? Naaa. Just the usual bunch of dropkicks. I’m sore all over though. We danced all night.” “Sounds like fun.” “Yeah. I guess. Just once I’d like to meet someone who wasn’t a complete wimp. Most of the guys we meet are like lapdogs, following us around, hoping for a taste. Either that or they’re overbearing oafs. It’d be nice to meet someone who knew what I liked.” “What are you going on about?” asked Kendra, entering the. After the service he told me he needed some help and asked me to drop by his office on Monday. Turns out the help he needed was getting his cock sucked. I blew him the first of many times there in his office while the choir was out in the auditorium practicing.I don’t think he could have preached a sermon unless I blew him first. That was back when the church was busier, two services on Sunday, Wednesday night services and men’s fellowship on Thursday night, so I blew him a lot. It went on for. “Come!” Kimberly followed the woman to a spartan cubicle with only a padded bench, a table covered with supplies and a hook for her clothes. “Off!” Kimberly quickly removed her shoes and skirt but not quite quickly enough. “All!” A sheet of paper from a roll was laid over the bench and Kimberly commanded to lie on it. “There!” The cosmetologist took a scoop of wax with a spatula and let it slowly drip back into the pot to test the viscosity. She nodded with approval and snapped on a pair.