"Tell me you want to be treated like shit." "I want to be treated like shit." "Louder!" "I WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE SHIT!" "Okay," purred Gina, "we'll ...treat you like shit." Back in my apartment, I ate, showered, and set my alarm for 8:30. I wanted to be sure not to miss the knock when Gina and Susan came by the next morning. BUZZ - BUZZ - BUZZ - BUZZ - I reached up, hit the alarm, and parted my heavy eyelids with difficulty. 8:30. I'll sleep a little more. Suddenly it hit me - this is Sunday!. Believe me, though, I do have skirts as short and shorter than this nice one that you are wearing. I’ve learned, though, that minis and regular gartered hose just don’t work together. Let me show you.”She reached into her desk and pulled out a package. “These are what are called opera hose, longer than regular stockings, and containing their own garter.” Lois lifted her skirt to show that was what she was wearing. The hose had a rolled top at the very top of her leg, apparently covering a. Alex and his immediate family are sitting in the pew in front of my family. My Uncle Edward and his family are behind us. The McElroys, in total, take up eight pews of the church - if you include all the distant twelfth cousins and such. Even the old pastor is related by marriage.I stop my private prayers longer enough to give my full attention to the choir stand every time they sing this morning. Trina and Great Aunt Candice are both soloist and if one of them sings, I don't want to miss it.. At one point he told me no hands and to put my hands behind me while he fucked my face. He pushed his cock so far down my throat I could hardly breath, all I could hear him say was, " Relax and breath" and that I did. My gag reflexes were being trained my this stranger and I was enjoying it. I could feel my panties soaking wet from arousal and I wanted to feel his hard dick inside me. He stood me up, bent me over with my face to wall, pull my dress up and pulled my panties to the side and.