What were we thinking? So many stars in this sky and so few in my time, still there but obscured by city lights, polluted air. What were we thinking?"...The Cheese was slowly rising in the warm, still, night sky, traveling by the power of his restored mind. Moving over the land, south to a large body of still water, he gazed on the reflections of the stars in the water. That was truly groovy, He watched the reflections in awe. A ripple of breese disturbed the surface blurring and distorting the. Get on your knees bitch.” I obliged. He stepped forward and placed his crotch before my face. “Open it.”I zipped down his pants and placed my hand on his crotch.“Good boy. Are you ready to take some cock? Is this your first time?”Again I nodded.“Alright than, take it.”Nervously I took his underpants down and looked at his cock. It wasn’t large, but it wasn’t small either - “Just your average cock”. I took it in my right hand and slowly began pulling it. After 30 seconds it became completely. McCracken?"He was a bit taken back by my directness, and just looked at me."I was very close to the real Rev. McCracken two years ago," I replied."I know who he is - and who he isn't. You look a bit like him, but youare not Rev. McCracken. You could never fool St. Paul." How close were you to him?" he asked."As close as a man and woman can ever be, believe me," I smiled."What does St. Paul have to do with this?" `St. Paul' was the nickname of Jonas McCracken's roommate at BBAA," Ireplied. "His. She said remove your dress and come to bathroom. I said okay and closed the main door and bolted.My bathroom is very large one; I went to bathroom with towel and underwear inside. She is preparing oil for me; she said to remove my towel and sir on the stool. I said okay and continued. She wears baby pink color sari. Jacket is little bit transparent. She looks very good; no one can believe her as our maid.She started applying oil from my face, and said me to close eyes. She applied on my c face.