" Not me," said Miguel, "I'd happily spend my days meditating andtending to the temple."A native Californian, Miguel was a lapsed Catholic who was obs...ssivelydevoted to finding a new faith to replace the one he'd turned hisback on. I had no idea which faith this 'temple' he'd mentioned wasaffiliated with, but it almost certainly wasn't the same one he hadbeen a follower of last year. As a group we rarely discussed religionanyway, or politics for that matter. Some of us were Democrats,. .. grease.”She wandered back and hollered.“Incoming, Frank.”“Hi, Miss Boleyn. What’s it been?”“Four years of college ... four years.”“What are you thinking Miss Boleyn,” Frank said, nodding at Max.“I’ve been in love with Max since the 5th grade ... regardless of his reputation. When I bombed out of Medicine, I was pretty upset. I took this job because it was what I could get without two or three more years of school. One of the first assignments was a little girl feeding a stray cat. Max drove. She started giving me a blow job after a minute I asked her if she has done 69 before. She said No and I pulled her up. I was lying on the bed and she was on top of me. We were in full throttle. She was sucking me harder than ever before. It was hurting a bit but I didn’t stop her and let her enjoy. I was licking and fucking and rubbing her pussy all the same time. She was moaning but could not get her voice out due to blow job and she said I want it a bit rough. I didn’t say a word and made. ." No, it's from Keith," Charlotte laughs. "Ehh... He may or may not havehandcuffed your fianc? to the bed last night." Oh for god's sake," I sigh."You'll just have to think of something different to do to himselfyourself, then!" Charlotte giggles. "Wait right there, I'll be rightback." I smile as I sit down on the bed, taking care not to wrinkle mydress, though inside, I'm more nervous than ever, and when I pick up myphone to idly browse through Facebook, I suddenly realise why I'm.