“Though, to be fair, things change. Velacourt did not have a good reputation during most of the twentieth century. Now I’d say they’ve totally t...urned that reputation around. Camelia ... even if they turn themselves one-hundred-and-eighty degrees around, there’s way too much racial baggage for them to ever ... be considered clean, I guess.”“So,” Donna said, “Chorale ‘recognizing’ the Shadow Houses...”“Was one of the smartest political moves they could’ve made,” Yan replied. “To, figuratively,. Local dignitaries, clergy and officers from nearby churches whatever denomination, leaders of other religious communities, friends and families ... all pack the church to witness the Bishop (sometimes the Archdeacon) complete the necessary ceremony, then to consume quantities of finger food and drinks ... both alcoholic and otherwise.Among the congregation was a tall man, hair beginning to silver ... a doctor representing the hospital where Peter had died. Doctor Richard Chesterman, the Senior. He slowly slid my shirt up and saw I wasn’t wearing a bra. He asked if he could touch mine. His hand rubbed over them slowly, pausing to pinch my nipples. I knew it was wrong, but what he was doing felt so nice. He lowered his head and started licking my little tits. I was shy that they were too small, but he seemed to love them. He sucked my nipples hard, making them like hard little pebbles, and he sucked my whole tit in his mouth moaning as his fingers played with the other one. One hand. Mistress breasts against your back causes Her cock to rise and Mistress friends eyes widen at the sight – they are mesmerized as Mistress reaches down and plays with it, well done, My pet She says and Her slave smiles with pride.Mistress friends start squirming in their chairs and Mistress tells them to remove their clothes, leaving only their underwear on…they are such a sexy pair, one blonde the other brunette, both eager and, Mistress has no doubt, very wet. Mistress orders Her slave to.