The Indian did not seem to approve. Missionaries usually went among his people. The letter went on to instruct Deacon Burke to begin churches in the t...wns he passed through on his way to California. The Church in St. Louis did not care how long it took him to make his way to California. They even compared his trip to Moses’ search for the promised land. The other documents were just his letters of reference from different church elders. The religion was foreign to me. A good little Southern. Her lipstick tasted of strawberries, her breath was sweetened by the wine, and her tongue slipped out and touched the tip of mine lightly, playfully. I hugged her tightly to me, running my hands up from her waist to her shoulder blades and back.A small, low sound came from her, and she broke our kiss. She gazed up into my eyes, and I felt like I was being measured. I tried to stand up taller and straighter as she studied me. I could see in her eyes as she made her decision, and she tugged me. He glanced at her and couldn't keep his eyes off her ass while she was walking towards the restroom. I startled him by asking "Do you like what you see there?", He blushed a little and replied "Uh, sorry I just uh, you are a lucky man to have her as a wife, I hope you don't mind me checking her ass out." I smiled at him "Oh no at all, in fact I want you to seduce her tonight." His eyes widened hearing me say that, and I reassure him that it's okay because that's the real reason we were here. "Been on that bike a long time," he laughed as he began urinating into the girl's mouth. Sputtering, Kimmie was slapped hard. "Drink it all bitch!"Hopelessness overtaking her, the attractive teen swallowed until the biker had completely emptied his bladder. Kimmie fell onto the grass vomiting."Ready to be Rolf's whore/" he asked.She no longer had the strength to vocalize her rejection, but her eyes still conveyed the message that she could not acquiesce to his wishes."Suit yourself," he.