All the girls could hear the whispers of those around them as they took their seats in the church - "sluts" - "harlots" - "whores". It made them blus...h. With their cunts wet and their bladders full they didn't feel like normal girls. They felt like dirty tramps. They wanted to hide, but they weren't allowed to.The girls would sit and listen to the sermon. This was where it was a blessing to be one of those chosen to have a vibrator, because the girls who did not were required to keep. He pushed his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. He stood there in his shorts, his hard cock straining the front of them, his hands trying to hide his erection."Hands at your side, are you embarrassed, David?"David moved his hands, his erection still straining his shorts. He looked down at the floor, he did not want to see the faces of the female guards that forced him to strip."It seems our little David has a big cock and this is exciting him. Is that true, David, you are enjoying. He was a good provider but his job was very demanding. Whenever an emergency occurred he had to go and I always tried to understand. My son was out with his friends. He is 19 and had an active social life since he started college. My daughter had decided to visit a friend for the weekend and had left Friday afternoon. She is 18 and quite beautiful. I never understood why she rarely dated though. The downer was today was my birthday. Oh well, I didn't want to celebrate it anyway.So here I sat,. I still couldn't believe she was so skillful with the way she had put the glitter in the paint. She was growing on me more and more as each day went by. I hoped she had fun with me today, going through all the junk in the bays. I figured Doris and she would get along fine. When she came into the kitchen where I was drinking coffee I had to laugh at her appearance. She had a flannel shirt on with jeans and hiking boots. She had one of the large red bandannas wrapped around her hair like she was.