All those who enter must be nekkid. I don't think Pop will join the festivities." I grinned. "You're welcome, though." Wicked, Nicole, that's what you...are," she said with a grin. "I'm sorely tempted, I am, but... uh-uh. I've been true blue, and that'll never change. That's the way Marcus wants it." He relented regarding my mother and me." True. For you, though, not for your mother." Really? I didn't know that." Marcus might be uneducated, but he's a smart man, very clever. Street smart, I think. Little pastries and cakes were in the window. They looked delicious and she was tempted to enter it to buy some. Instead, she turned back to watch the church. What was going to happen in the church was going to be more interesting.Oscar stopped in front of the doors of the church. Confident that he had the attention of all those who were watching from across the street, he struck the door with the staff. The noise produced was supernaturally loud. A half a minute passed before the door was. An elderly man was sitting in a chair slumped over the table. He was also mummified, his skin stretched like dark parchment over his skeleton. Next to his right hand was familiar looking revolver. It was a superiorly made weapon that bore a striking resemblance to my own Colts. Next to the pistol was a leather bound ledger.I left the man in his eternal peace and shined the light around the room. A glass faced gun cabinet immediately reflected the beam from my light. Holding the beam steady on. Jo started playing with her cunt without raising her head, running her fingers through her slit and rubbing her clit. Jen placed the enormous dildo next to Jo and picked up the medium one for her own use. Jen pulled her robe open and started to rub her tits and pussy as well, watching intently as Jo did the same. She started copying Jo’s movements. When Jo rubbed her clit, Jen did, too. When Jo finally placed the large dildo at her pussy entrance, so did Jen. Jen slouched down and put her feet.