I laughed, “No wonder your mom wants Ed!” and Sam laughed too.“So what about you? What did mom mean?” Sam giggled.I was sitting by her feet so... I had been absently rubbing her calf and ankle as we continued to drink wine. When she asked about the size of my dick I traced my fingers softly toward her knee, over it and to her inner thigh about midway between her knee and crotch to see what she’d do.“What about me?” I teasedSam giggled again, “You know what I mean!” “I’m allot more than Jack and. We’ve had so much fun, and we’ve taken the time to know each other. That means a great deal to me.’ She paused, and looked down at her hands, resting on the table. Timidly she continued, ‘I don’t want us to be apart, either.’Gently cupping his hand under her chin, he lifted her face, so he could look into her eyes. ‘Say that again, Darling, and look me in the eye when you do.’She looked at his handsome face, and reached out, and stroked his cheek with her hand. ‘I don’t want us to be. Luckily, there was little traffic and I made it to my car without further ado.That night, I found myself dreaming the naughtiest of fantasies as I replayed the interior of the Church in my mind, thinking of Pastor Rachel, the penance section with all that equipment on the stage area, wondering how big an audience watched the different penances for those Church members who had confessed their most secret thoughts and sins to the Pastor. Closet and open lesbians, my sisters, bared and punished. After an hour or so i was about to go and Tracey asked me to stay for dinner, 'in fact' she said, 'why not stay over so you can have a drink? - the spare room is always ready'Accepting the offer i caught up with some emails on my iPhone as she busied herself and popped upstairs. She came down after an hour or so and took me by storm, she wore a short, black leather skirt and knee high leather boots, both as shiny as each other and a matching black leather, biker style, rock-chic, leather.