The congregation may havebeen very kinky, but they also loved their Anglican religion; howeverthey, or the Canon, chose defined it.As the recessional ...ormed in front of the rood's chancel, one acolyteboy winked and the other again slightly pursed his lips at Julian. Thegirls again sneered and the Rector's growing erection pointed the way.The parishioners, by local tradition, left row by row, beginning withthe first row and, hence, Auntie Jane and Julian."Julian, I expect your finest sissy mince. It feels like their tongues are having a wrestling match, and the tip of my cock is the ring. They work their mouths in unison, one on either side of my shaft, jerking me off between their lips. It feels so real. It's as if I can feel their hands groping and touching me. Even in my dream state it's intoxicating not knowing whose finger is where, or whose hand cups my balls. A fingernail traces a path down my inner thigh. A tiny wet finger wriggles its way into my asshole. It's a chaotic. But it didtake quite an effort. Instead I put my hands on my sides. 'Hey my waistis so much smaller too, and my hips are so wide.' I decided not to letthem see how much it bothered me, and focused my anger on them. I tookon a pose and said, "Well? Like what you see?"The man took in the view of my naked body, "Yeah sure. You're a hotchick. But that's not why we're here. Now shut up, sit down and do asyou're told."I got angrier, 'How dare they treat me like an animal or worse, aslave!' I guess my. He was totally professional, not the Jeff I'd come to know and love.Jeff came out about 10 minutes later. He asked me to go into the room with him."Both of your children are doing fine. The stitches look good for each of them. Wes is still in his coma. Les will probably be asleep for another 3 or 4 hours. I'll be around in case she needs more pain medicine. If anything happens with Wes, I need you to tell one of the nurses immediately. I don't expect anything to happen until he's healed a lot.