I remember the special clothing you wear from my visit to the church in Japan. It’s not unlike that of a Shinto priest, though ours is Japanese and ...ours is Russian.”“Well, it’s from Constantinople, the city now called Istanbul, but adapted for Russia, yes.”“How would I learn more? I know a little bit about Christianity, but not very much.”“I have a book you can read to at least get some basic ideas, but you’ll need to go to catechism, which is religion class.”“Are you meeting your friend from. Just as soon as we walked into the kitchen, Diane stood up and marched me back into our room. I stopped in my tracks.“What’s up?”“I just thought you have brought me back into our room.”“Yes?” she asked.“Last night, Luke came and grabbed our clothes and he said he had put them in our room,” This time with some emphasis on the ‘our’.Diane grabbed me and hugged me so tight, I had to push away, “I’m so happy for you. You two seem to have just slotted together. Talking of which, did you slot. Sliding his hands into Carla's, Professor Phillipstucked the remaining part of the live-skin over both his shoulders.Carla's impressive D-size breasts began to rise on his skinny chest. Hisbent-over posture was progressively straightening to a natural femininearc as his deformed fingers merged with the live-skin to transform intoCarla's delicately manicured ones.Professor Phillips didn't stop to admire his new shapely form as hequickly pulled Carla's hollow head onto his. Once the slit at the. The pants there cost a little more but they are of better quality and will last longer. They should also fit you better."Kyle thanked her and started looking at the pants she pointed out but had some thoughts about this saleslady. She was probably in his middle thirties, had a nice figure with good size breasts and a cute face. Her auburn colored hair whose length was probably down to her mid-back was pulled back and was being worn in a ponytail. Her hair being worn that way took away a little.