“Do you want a drink?” she asked, kind of nervous, as though maybe I was going to back out. Maybe our age difference seemed apparent.“Sure.” I...said, I could use one. Something to just get me loosened up. I took two shots of rum from the bar and smiled, “Where’s the bedroom?”Kaycee took my hand and lead me down the hall to room well lit from the sun filtering through the blinds. “I want to see you.” I said. I had wanted to see her naked for so long. “I want you to strip for me.”She slowly. She continued to allow me to play with her nipples as she cleared the table and prepared it for our main course. Before she headed back to the kitchen, she asked if we wanted any more drinks. By this time Joan had finished her wine and I was getting close to finishing mine so we ordered more. Before she left, I whispered in her ear “How wet are you” “Very” was her reply. I smiled as she left the table.When she returned with our drinks there was no need to lean across me, but she did keep her. "It is a sin. The Bible makes thatclear. But I feel that they should be welcomed into the church. All ofus are sinners in one way or another. Excluding them is wrong." You are wrong," the pastor said. "It is not a sin. I have that onhighest authority." He glanced skyward. "They are loving people whodeserve the same respect and dignity as every other congregant. Can youlive with that?" Yes sir," Helen said. "I have wrestled long hours with this question.Are you sure?" I am. I heard it from an. Can you believe that I just gave him my address? How could I be so idiotic? Ten minutes later when he arrived on the doorstep I was ready for him and had decided to bluff by inviting him in to say hello to Ken (who of course wasn’t there) I thought that this would put paid to any ideas he might have of resuming the activities of Saturday night. “Oh great” he said, calling my bluff and stepping inside. So now I had to think up another lie and told him that Ken would be along shortly so he said.