They asked to see it, and I had to explain that I had fought a demon recently, and a Father Clancy had given me this idea and provided the holy water ...or me.It was obviously a squirt gun, and was made of clear plastic. Everyone was able to see the water in it. I was required to shoot some water onto a pad, which was tested in front of me. It came back as water. I was allowed to retain my squirt gun, as it was deemed to not be a dangerous or even a realistic imitation of a weapon.I could. The chill of the AC, the quiet of the house, and my wobbly equilibrium after three beers – all of it was forgotten as I stepped inside and shut the door behind me, locking it.Rick looked over at me and snickered quietly. He was drunker than I.“Go use the other bathroom, you pervert,” he said, not really meaning it. I could tell.“It’s in Beth’s bedroom and I don’t want to go in there. I want to use this bathroom.”He made a face at me. “This one is occupied.” And then he snickered again. His hand. I knew it wouldn’t take her long. I looked over at Teri, she was lightly rubbing her twat, watching us like we were her personal porn movie. Christy got a huge one off, she was moaning really loud and at least a couple dozen spasms filled her up making her body jerk uncontrollably. That’s a huge one for Christy. Teri even commented, “Wow Christy, that was big, I can tell that was a good one!” I got on my knees and looked at Christy open her eyes. She smiled wide as she caught her breath and she. Then he reached behind me and by a skilled hand undid the clasp of my bra. Once it was off he just looked at me, I got shy and tried to cover myself up afraid he didn't like what he was seeing. He pulled my hands away and above my head where he held them, telling me that I was beautiful and he loved my perfect round breasts with the little pink nipples. Soon he was rubbing and feeling my soft skin and he lightly pinched my nipple and then slowly bit and nibbled and sucked on my hard nipples.