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“I invite you to say that after you’ve seen mature Barbara’s back, Mrs. Gleason. I think you are a wonderful woman, but when it comes to the Catholic Church you’re deaf, dumb, and blind to the things they sometimes do. Barbara has a badly sprained wrist from when that nun—your ‘good Sister’—twisted it and ripped her engagement ring from her finger and she has at least thirty welts across her back from being whipped. And, for what? Because she asked politely if she could have her ring back? I guarantee this: she will get it back and a whole lot more before I’m done with them.” I got most of Barbara’s things in the Olds before driving home around 9:30. I was glad to see her laugh when I told her I had no idea where we would put all this “stuff.” We watched TV for about a half hour before I took a shower and prepped for bed. Barbara couldn’t shower for a few days. Her back was covered with bandages and the painkillers she was taking made her woozy. I helped her to the toilet then we climbed into bed with me lying on my back and Barbara’s head on my chest, her leg lightly draped over mine. It had been a long and difficult day. I was surprised at how quickly I fell asleep. I phoned the school office the following morning to let them know that I’d be late. Mom signed the note I had written even though Mr. Silverman had told me that someone my age could write and sign as an adult. Dad had made us a good hearty breakfast of cream of wheat and orange juice with coffee for Barbara and hot chocolate for the rest of us. My teen sisters were very sympathetic toward Barbara, but Carole seemed devastated. Barbara looked at me and it was as though we communicated through mental telepathy. I confirmed with a slight nod. “Jack and I are going to get our Big Tits marriage license this morning and we’re going to be married Thursday morning in a civil ceremony. We’ll have a formal ceremony later in a church, but we don’t know which one it will be yet. Carole, I’d like you to be my maid of honor. You get to stand fight next to me the whole time. Who’s going to be your best man, Jack?” “I’ll tell my buddies when I get to school this morning and I’ll ask Eli. He’s my closest friend. If he can’t I guess it will be Dad. We kissed everyone good-bye even though we knew we were too early for the license bureau. Instead we drove around the community checking out the apartments. There were only two in Chester Heights, but we found an additional four in the Village of Tuckahoe that were in the school district. Checking the local newspaper I also found three houses for rent. We thought they might be better because they were furnished. She’s allowed me to still be her friend. He grasped it, rubbing it. I decided to go home. She was tiptoeing to reach into the sink, which gave me a great view of her ass, which was exposed under the short skirt of the maid outfit. Only the Asian woman had any pubic hair, which she seemed to have groomed into a tidy but thick triangle. The manager comes by the table to ask if we are all happy with our service and the appetizers so far. If anything.” She could not help but giggle. “I, I, am not, not to cum, Mistress,” she managed. And we had to move to the other bed from the overflow. Momo did as told, Big Tits but became tense when he pressed down on her tongue mature with the stick. “You imply you be my willing slut that does all that I want to in return for allowing you to keep it secret,” the ghost said. I teen was still cautious not to be too loud or move around too much, but I took my time and savored it, enjoying their bodies more than I had the first time. She replied. As I followed, I noticed the antiquated muskets they were both carrying. I recognized her, dirty-blonde hair with the largest ears I have ever seen, and short, but with wide eyes.