” I rested my left hand gently on her bump, touching those lives that were to come, “we will be coming closer to you and your family. We are passi...g the baton of our futures into your hands, Adrienne, so your traditions must therefore take precedence over ours.”Adrienne squeezed my hand in response. She had a strong grip and made me wince. I recalled the night that John was born and Pauline held my hand so tightly during her throes of labor, that I had to dictate my sermon that Sunday onto. .. again, maybe one day, but not at the moment.” They sat opposite each other with their drinks and sandwiches.“It’s like your vocation, Mary; you’re a part of a local community, which is part of a national community, which is part of a global community; you couldn’t leave and be an individual contractor ... a nun for hire!” Mary laughed. “No ... and it sounds so funny when you say it like that!”They had travelled for just over two-thirds of the journey and they had about fifty more miles to. As he sucked her tits she kept stroking his cock getting him hard which was not hard for a young boy. Then she took his hand and put it inside her shorts and he felt her bald pussy. She rubbed his hand all over her cunt and then took two of his fingers and pushed them inside her and used him to finger fuck her as she came several times. She pushed her shorts all the way down and spread her legs and he got the message that she wanted him to finger fuck her more. He was sucking on her tits and. There were three other containers nearby, all with open doors, but this one was the orange one and the doors were closed but not completely. Just before pulling it open I glanced back and saw my husband driving around in the golf cart, heading in the opposite direction. I almost stopped then and there, my heart almost bursting out of me when I realized that it would not be him inside. It was not “safe” anymore, but maybe dangerous and that thought seemed to arouse me even more so now that there.