I dressed very provocatively, wearing a micromini denim skirt which rode low on my hips and a white shorty tanktop without a bra, of course. Did I wea... any panties? Of course not.When I walked into the research area, Phil was sitting at the usual table. He looked up and saw me and smiled. He then looked me slowly up and down, repeatedly. I sat down next to him. “Mari,” he whispered, “That is a dangerous outfit to be wearing out on the street. Someone is going to try and pick you up.” I giggled.. ”Livia sat down on the grass and spread her legs. “Come show me what you’ve learned these past two weeks.”Crawling between her legs, the teen licked her lips and eagerly lapped away at her mentor’s snatch.All the other clergy gathered around, to witness the proceedings.Eric, the high priest, straddled Melissa’s raised ass. “Now it my turn to test her.” He pushed his erection into the teens wet pussy.The acolyte moaned while her mouth was still locked on high priestess’s clit.Livia gasped and. I just watched andlaughed at him, asking how much it hurt. I got intotrouble, but it was worth it!” Pat went back to sitting on the bed, dangling the footwhich had just nearly crushed her son’s nuts. Jeffstood there, trying to control the urges he was feelingfor his mother’s feet. After taking a few deep breaths,he too returned to the bed. “Well mom, I can see why hewas making funny noises!” Jeff tried to laugh it off.“So what do you think is the best way to. It would have like any other day of the week except for one thing. I woke up screaming.Cynthia rushed into my bedroom and tried to calm me down. My "twin" sister (screwily enough, we were born on the same day) shook me and slapped me several times. It had no effect. All I could think about was the pain in my head. This was far worse than pissing away parts of kidney stone and that's as close as men get to the pain women receive when delivering.I looked at Cynthia and her bright blue eyes full.