It was misting rain that night. The streetlights tried feebly to penetrate the gloom. Standing in front of the church wearing a leather jacket and bla...k denim jeans, the man in black was a shadow among shadows. Cold drops of rain beaded up in his hair, but he didn’t seem to notice. He wasn’t a person of faith but he certainly appreciated beauty in its many forms. He had never seen such a grand church in person. The detail was almost enough to take his breath away. The structure stood tall and. I started playing things over in my mind. Yes, I had toadmit that there had been times over the years when it looked like mythings, especially my pantyhose and stockings, did not look exactly how Iremembered leaving them. And yes, maybe a few times my makeup drawerlooked a little out of place. Yes, there were one or two times that Icould not seem to locate a favorite pair of panties. But I dismissed allof that as me just being absent-minded or careless. Now, I was not sosure. Was it. I walk onto my deck, my heart pounding as my sense of daring-do excites me, my God if my neighbours were to look out their windows, surely the men would crave a session with me, I think as I sit down on one of the chairs assembled there.I lift both legs up onto the cast iron table, resting both feet by my ankles, my knees buckling outward, and in this position, without a care in the world, I masturbate, at a leisurely pace, softly running my finger through my silken lips and over my rigid. I would rather have a stiff penis in my pussy. I haven’t played around with a girl since I started dating your father.”“Well, I haven’t licked a pussy yet, but I really like sucking on a penis,” said Kate with a smile.‘The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree,’ thought Kari.Mother and daughter talked for a few minutes. As they talked, Kari was sure something else was a concern to Kate.Finally, Kari asked Kate, “Sweetie, is there something else you are concerned about?”Kate didn’t say anything.