I walked into the nave, bowed before the icon of the Venerable Leonid of Optina, who represented the Synaxis of the Elders of Optina. I kissed the ico...n, crossed myself, then moved to a place in the nave where I wouldn’t be able to see Tasha, because seeing her would only distract me. She’d been on my mind since my talk with Jocelyn, but also since I’d considered how she would react to me having engaged in sex. I pushed those thoughts from my mind and recited the 50th Psalm, which seemed. If, for whatever reason, this is the first of my literary efforts you haveopened, I will beg your patience in order to set the scene a little.... My name, as I mentioned above, is Peter -- or, more precisely, SLAVE Peter:I am the property of my wonderful owner, the beautiful Mistress Tina. And byproperty" I mean exactly that: my Mistress owns me,body and soul, and has the total right of ownership to do with me just as shepleases... and what she pleases, I'm only too grateful to say, is. My cock stood up erect as I saw them walk out with their arms around each other. I could imaginate his big black cock ramming her tight pink pussy as they fucked the night away in some bed. Later I found out the black man's name was Dustin, and that just about every week, he would be there trying to pick up some white whore to fuck. It was then that I finally came up with a brillant plan. Since the bartender seemed to know this Dustin quite well, I ask him if he could possibly arrange a date. “I guess I was waiting for the rest of what you were going to say.”“What else should there be? I love you. That’s it. You. It doesn’t matter to me if your name is yours or not. I was lying in bed last night thinking how I was going to tell my parents that I don’t know if your last name is really your last name. Then I realized that it didn’t matter as long as we loved each other.”“Well, then I love you too and I have for a long time and if you give me the chance I will impress the heck out of.