She walked right past me talking to herself. She was saying, “Where the fuck is this bitch!” over and over again. I finally walked out of the sh...dows and said, “I’m not a bitch but here I am.” She jumped a little then stepped closer to me trying to make out my face. She was a short black girl with beautiful legs under the tiniest mini skirt I had ever seen. I walked up to her and asked, “Who are you looking for?” “My boyfriend.” She said back in an awkward voice. “Oh well I’ve been here. If Linda doesn’t go, then Holly doesn’t go. And you can tell her I said that, it might make her a little more willing to agree as well I think. Do you all think you can handle that?”We all agreed, and soon we were driving away.We were all stoked, the hardest hurdle had been crossed! Holly’s parents were most protective of their little girl, with Linda’s mom only a little bit less so. But then Linda turned and asked Holly how we were going to handle the room situation. The two of them tossed. "Oh shit, yes, yes!" is your response as I clench my butt and on tip-toes slide in and out of you. As I shaft your wet cunt we kiss, I suck your nipples, you run a hand through my hair and pull my head down between your breasts. You reach behind me and grabbing my ass, force me deeper and harder inside you."Finger me, finger me" I cry and you instantly respond with your index finger in my ass. "Oh fucking hell, yes, finger me!" I cry as you slide in and out of me as I continue to pound between. The Cleric rose and faced him. He felt that he was in the presence of a particularly religious man that had been blessed by Allah. He asked, "What am I to do?"Oscar smiled and, in the commanding voice that had been his gift from the Two-Sided One, said, "Spread the word of what occurred here. Pray for peace among all that serve the good, including those that serve other Gods."As the men in the Mosque rose from the floor, Oscar left the Mosque; pausing at the door to slip his sandals back onto.