Der Tag kam und die Bauarbeiter klingelten, um sich der Höflichkeit halber kurz anzukündigen und dass sie sich Mühe geben wollten, mich nicht allzu...sehr oder zu lange zu belästigen.Und dann kam ein Tag, dessen Folgen ich in meinen kühnsten Träumen hätte erahnen aber keineswegs vorhersehen können. Das Wasser hatten sie abstellen müssen, doch brauchten sie dann und wann welches im Eimer. Also klingelte einer der Bauarbeiter bei mir, schilderte die Situation und bat, bei mir auffüllen zu. A third chorus followed and continued until the obligatory forty minute set had been completed, it was then that an almost imperceptible signal brought proceedings to a halt. It was the cue for the Associate Pastor Graham Fenton to take the stage. The mood of the congregation changed. They all knew what was coming next, communion, a stalling of the feeling of well being as the communion elements were distributed by the horde of helpers. ‘At the Last Supper, Jesus took the bread and broke it.’. This time I exhaled my smoke upwards. Feeling the high settle in, I lay back on my bed, resting my head on a pillow behind me. We talked. We caught up. We laughed – a lot. He made his way across the sea of blankets and lay down next to me. Face-to-face, I avoided eye contact. I knew what would happen if I looked at him for even a second. My thoughts buzzed through my head as his body inched to a closer proximity to mine. My darting eyes accidentally looked into his. Instantly our lips locked.. It was everything he had hoped for.Lisa felt cold and could feel pain, had sh passed out in the shower. She tried getting up but her legs wouldn't let her something was weighing her down. Gradually her senses were returning to her and it wasn't something pinning her down....it was someone.Pains hot through her pussy as she tried to move away. She cried out hoping someone would hear her but it was met with a soft object being pushed into her mouth. "That's better" came the deep voice of whomever.