Come in. Sit down."Faith's flat was relatively simple, but to Sharon's eyes was more luxury than she'd seen since Throb. In the living room, there wer... a set of chairs and a table, but no television and no pictures on the wall. Faith sat arm-in-arm with Grace and the two exchanged signs and kisses for a few minutes. Then Grace stood up and got up to leave. She kissed Sharon on both cheeks, and then knelt down between Sweetness' legs to kiss her on her crotch. And then she was gone.Faith smiled. Sharon stroked my hair. I was trembling, my breathing became erratic. "We have a special female group," she whispered. "Not even Pastor John knows about it. It is a group of ladies with special needs. I have observed you over the past five weeks and I know you have a place in that group. Will you attend a meeting with them? I will be there as well." I nodded. That meeting was the coming Monday.That Monday evening Sharon and I left Pastor John at home and walked the short distance to another. A few weeks ago we both had a lot of errands to run so we arranged to meet for lunch at a restaurant we hadn't been to before. I got there a few minutes before Jean and was a little surprised when she came in wearing slacks. I had been hoping she was going to play her little game. I was so disappointed that I didn't notice the blouse she was wearing. It was blue silk and fit very loose. I didn't think anything of it till the waiter came over to take our order. As Jean leaned forward to ask the. Hey do you want any thing to drink?" Ummmm I'm good." Suddenly I didn't know what to do, after all the years I've been through and all that I have done, I was in unfamiliar territory. It must have showed on my face, "Don't worry, I'll guide you." She whispered into my ear. She was so close to me I could smell her, the perfume she wore, the smell of the alcohol that she split from work, and her natural scent. I could feel the heat of her body without her actually touching me; her breath was so.
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