.." And did you or did you not ask Richard up to your room after you'd madeyourself all feminine and helpless?" Yes-- but..." It's just lucky for you ...he's not Gay!" She interrupted. "Or maybe not,depending on what you really wanted to happen tonight! After all, you'resurely not going to try and tell me that Richard dragged you kicking andscreaming all the way over here! And the way you strutted around foreveryone -- in my torso-corset and face-mask -- certainly looked willingenough!" But you. It was college, where I had an apartment off campus and Kate had a dorm room, before our sex play progressed beyond that. But never to true Fucking.All that was forgotten as Kate's tongue caressed mine and she struggled with my belt. She had me unbelted, unzipped and pants down around my ankles in what seemed like milli-seconds."God! I've wanted this!" she said as she pushed my pants down. She gripped and started pumping my stiffening cock.She dropped to her knees and licked her lips. "Tom,. ?Well with that matter out of the way?, his speech was an octave higher, choking back emotion. ?May I present to you a man who is interested in Greek history?? He turned and waved his hands. A man Lady Cynthia had not seen before at the Society stepped forward into view. ?This is Bishop Alonzo C. Kashan of Greece.?Lady Cynthia became defensive under the veil of a polite smile.?Good evening to you dear Lady Cynthia Chadwicke Bonney.? He reached for her hand and lifted it to kiss. ?It is. She had her baby, a girl she named Bridget, and she'd remained housekeeper as the priest progressed somewhat in the hierarchy. Kate was a weekly provider of solace to the priest when he imbibed heavily of the spirit and this continued when, as a young man, he became Bishop.Bridget was thirteen when the Bishop really took not of her precociously developed body and with the full acquiescence of her mother; he began using her for his weekly solace. The results were first Jan and then two years.