Once out of the Fellowship Hall and beyond the eyes of anyone, the old woman scurried up the passageway towards the back of the building. If caught, s...he’d say she was looking for a restroom. She was not caught. Exiting by a back door, she moved past the living quarters of the priests that were at the back of the Church grounds. The gate was open and she moved along the sidewalk, almost to the street. She stopped in the darkness and listened intently, watching along the street for any sign of. I fell off.He quickly stood up and said,-okay, this is the new position for today. Spork, or scissoring position.Now lie on your back and turn your right leg upwards to make a 90 degree angle with your legs…that is it-Then, he laid in front, held my right leg and said,-here I position myself laying here like this, and here I enter…here we go!-He was laying there and started fucking me. My legs were in the air. I was moaning.-oh yeah imad, fuck me faster, my darling…ah!His pace was at his max. I. "Miss, only a slut would dress like that in front of a stranger. The only reason you would wear something like this is if you're trying to seduce me." From the shuffling of feet, I could tell he had just grabbed her by the shoulders. A second later, I heard the bedframe creek loudly as she was pushed onto her back. He continued to speak saying, "So here's what happens to dirty sluts like you. You're going to raise your knees up to those big tits, and spread them wide. And I'm going to eat out. The desire to be loved and to be made love to. Perhaps this is the moment that I had been waiting for, for so long, all my life even! He approaches me slowly and produces a single delicate red rose, whose petals have barely started to open, presenting it to me with a smile. Our eyes meet, knowing no words are necessary. I watch his perfectly sculpted face as he smiles. My eyes are sparkling as I sniff gently on the bud, just for a brief second, to experience the scent of the flower and he.