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It was clearly a good idea for Emma Pearson and Dennis Perkins to work closely together. Of course, Dennis was usually only in the church office for an hour or so each day, but most days they managed to at least 'touch base'. In doing so, they didn't realise that they were becoming close in other ways too. Dennis had changed considerably in himself and was considering talking to Dulcie about Confirmation, to become a full member of the church, rather than just a part-time employee. He was already attending services regularly.

One day, a week or so before Christmas, they had been looking for some detail in the church records that had been misplaced and it had got rather late; well after six o'clock. Dennis was the first to notice as he straightened up from the box file he was examining.

"Heavens! Look at the time! Shouldn't you be going home?"

Emma glanced up at the clock and yawned. "No panic. We had a cooked lunch. Liina will have got herself sandwiches for tea even if Dulcie wasn't there; they won't have waited for me."

"Well, I'm hungry, and I don't want to go home and cook. Will you come with me to Bombay Nights? I'd like some company as I eat."

Emma thought, frowned, shrugged and her expression cleared. "Okay ... that sounds like fun, actually."

"Great!"

It wasn't the first time they'd had a meal, or at least a snack, together. It was far from the first time they'd told each other things about themselves, but on that occasion, Emma found herself expanding on the superficial account she had given of how she'd come to be at the Rectory; how she'd run away from an abusive fostering, been picked up by members of a group who had intended to rape her and several other young girls in a purportedly Satanist ritual – the fear she'd felt, escalating to terror with the appearance of the demon – Dulcie's interruption, armed only with a bottle of Holy water. Remembering, she shivered, but then giggled. "She'd blessed a plastic bottle of spring water – the sort with a nozzle to drink from – and squirted it at the Thing. Would you believe it?"

"Once, no, I wouldn't. Now, knowing Dulcie ... and knowing you to be truthful ... yes, I believe it."

"I don't know why I told you that – I don't usually talk about it."

"I'm glad you did. Emma ... I've been wondering ... I mean ... this isn't a date ... is it?"

She cocked her head, watching him, neutrally. "What are you getting at, Dennis?"

"It's difficult. We're friends, right?"

"Of course."

"What if ... I wanted to maybe be ... more than ... friends?"

"Knowing what I've just told you?"

"That? That has nothing to do with you being a very special person. In fact, it makes me think you're even more special."

She looked down at her plate, then back up, reached out and took his hand where it was resting on the table.

"Thank you, Dennis. You make me feel special. I..." she frowned, "I don't know what I think about ... what? You'd like to be my boyfriend?"

"I suppose, yes. Seems a bit odd at my age to be talking about being boyfriend and girlfriend, but yes."

"I don't know, Dennis. I'm not saying no, just that I need to think about it. Is that alright?"

"Of course. You know I wouldn't push you, don't you?"

"Yes, or I wouldn't even be thinking about it."

"Then let us finish eating, and we'll go our separate ways while you think about it... ?"

"That's a plan..." she chuckled. "Thank you, Dennis. You're a friend. I will think about it, I promise."

On returning to the Rectory, Emma found Dulcie in her study. "Might I have a word?"

"Always, any time, Emma."

"I've just had dinner with Dennis ... we were late looking for that invoice for the roof repairs and he took me to Bombay Nights for a curry..."

"Sounds nice," Dulcie smiled.

"It was..." Emma paused, looking at Dulcie carefully. "You don't mind?"

"Why would I mind?"

"I thought, maybe, you might ... um ... be interested in him yourself... ?"

Dulcie's eyebrows rose and her mouth opened; she took a deep breath and released it with a sigh. She frowned, apparently thinking; took a breath as if to speak, but let it out and chuckled. "What to say..." She shook her head slightly. "Emma, I have no romantic interest in Dennis Perkins. I think he's a good man, who is feeling his way towards meaning for his life, and I'm happy to be his friend. But that is all."

"He wants to ... to ... date me. What do I do, Dulcie?"

"Ah ... that I can't tell you. Only you can know that."

"I'm scared, Dulcie..."

"Come here, darling..." Emma shuffled across the room and Dulcie drew her into her arms. She held Emma close until she felt her relax. "Are you afraid of Dennis?"

"I don't think so ... It's just..."

"You've spent quite a lot of time with him..."

"Yes."

"And he's never worried you, done anything to make you think he can't be trusted?"

"No, of course not!"

"Do you enjoy spending time with him? Find things to talk about that interest both of you?"

"Oh, yes..."

"Then the question you need to answer is, 'do you want to get closer to him?'"

Emma thought about that, then, "Will you pray for me, Dulcie?"

Dulcie continued to hold her as she prayed aloud. Emma was quite used to the 'foreign' sounds from Dulcie's lips and was only slightly surprised when her own voice joined in.

By the time Emma got to bed she was wiped out emotionally, her eyes shut, and she was asleep seconds after her head hit the pillow.

Dulcie worried only a little. She knew Emma to be sensible, but hoped her history would not affect any relationship she entered into. Two years after Emma's friend Rosie had fallen, hard, for a young man, Mannie Wagner, and headed off to University with him, Emma had shown no interest in any man beyond courtesy.

Harry and Lydia arrived the weekend before Christmas and were warmly welcomed.

Emma informed Dennis when they next met that she would enjoy spending more time with him, but suggested waiting 'til after the Christmas holiday was over. "But you're welcome to visit the Rectory if you're at a loose end."

"I'd like that. The office is closed until the New Year. Maybe we could take a walk or something?"

She giggled. "Taking a walk is not a date?"

He smiled and shrugged. "Well, we won't be making a formal arrangement." Turning serious, he added, "I know you'll want to be around in case Dulcie goes into labour."

Dulcie's pregnancy had not stopped her from carrying out her pastoral duties. For the most part, her parishioners understood and came to her, rather than expecting a visit. A few, however, were just not able. Among them was Edith Spurgeon, still in hospital after her stroke. Not too long previously she'd been a sour, bitter, old maid. Delia Westwood, (then Delia Cooper) had somehow pierced the hard shell and forged a friendship with her ... to the extent that Delia had worn Edith's heirloom veil as she married Gerry Westwood. When Edith had suffered her stroke, Delia had visited her almost daily, each week taking consecrated bread and wine for her to receive Communion.

Edith gradually gained better control of her voice, and shortly before Christmas asked Delia if she could ask Dulcie to visit. It being uncomfortable for Dulcie to drive, she rode with Delia to the hospital in Chelmsford.

"Rev-er-end Han-son," she slurred, lifting a hand as she saw Dulcie in her room. "Tha-nk you ... for ... com-ing. De-li-a, please?"

"Dulcie..." Delia's Liverpool accent was somewhat blurred by several years' living in Essex. "I've been talking to Edith and she's asked me to explain some things ... She's asked me..." she stopped and swallowed, clearly distressed, "she thinks she's going to die..."

"Ev-er-y-one dies ... De-li-a ... and I ... am ... quite ... old."

"She ... wants me to conduct her funeral and doesn't want you to be offended," Delia said. "I said ... I wasn't sure if I could..."

"There's no legal problem," Dulcie said, "and I'm not offended. I know how close you are."

"Oh, it's not that. I'm just not sure if I can do it. I don't want to break down in the middle..."

"Dear..." Edith released Dulcie's hand and reached for Delia's. "If ... you ... can... 't, I ... don't re-a-lly mi-nd."

"I'm sure we can arrange things to support you, Delia," Dulcie reassured her. "Edith, I'd like to pray for you and anoint you, if I may?"

"Ye ... s p ... lease..."

Delia held the old lady's hand as Dulcie prayed and wiped a little olive oil on Edith's forehead. Her face smoothed out as Dulcie did so and her eyes closed. For a moment, Dulcie wondered if Edith was going to die, remembering an old lady in Sheffield who had seemed to wait for Dulcie to visit. But Edith's breathing was slow and steady – she was just sleeping.

"I think it would be best I got you home," Delia told her friend. "I don't know how long Edith will sleep, and it wouldn't be fair to keep you here."

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Introduction: My first story so tell me what you guys think! On that day… I did something I both equally regret and welcome with both arms. It was a bright and sunny Saturday. The weather was comfortably warm and there was a cool breeze that just seemed to whisper the words Summer Break in my ears. I was lying down on a grassy green hill with a large tree at the very top just looking at the clouds floating by. I counted them and just observed their carefree nature, without a care in the world,...

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A Teen Sluts SagaChapter 9 Big Brother

George couldn't believe it. Turned out he'd been right the entire time. Drugs? No, his little girl wouldn't do drugs. She would never want to become a junkie. But sex? Porn? Obviously his daughter had no qualms about becoming a little slut. Become a slut? She's always been a slut! George kept reminding himself. Night after night he saw the evidence: her, on her bed, that crimson colored dildo of hers shoved deep between her legs. George had actually come home from work early after the...

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Sharing Cindy Chapter 20 She Meets The Bosss Son Brett

Introduction: Cindy meets her bosss son and enjoys a fun night. Sharing Cindy Chapter 20 Another true story about the fun that comes from having a sexy wife that loves sex&hellip,&hellip,. ——————————————————————— Those of you that have been following these stories know that my wife Cindy is free to experience sex with other men. I have been fortunate enough to have been a part of many of these adventures, others I hear about when she comes home. But there have been a couple of times that I...

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Virgin Taken By Surprise

When my Mom is at work and I'm not at school, I like to go to gay chat rooms on the internet and get men worked up. I am 18 years old and a Senior at High School. I guess I'm kind of a tease. I never intend to hook up with any of them, but enjoy the thought of getting someone jerking off and cumming at the other end of the chat. I have never had sex yet, not even with a girl. Don't get me wrong. I'm also jerking myself off. It's all just for fun. Everyone gets off, and I'm not hurting anyone....

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Mignonette

San Diego "Hello?" Jack answered his phone without checking who it was. "Monsieur Jacques, bonjour!" Jack furrowed his brow, lowered his phone and took a quick look at the area code. 702... Las Vegas. Bridgette, he realized. "Jacques? Have I reached monsieur Jacques?" Bridgette asked in a ridiculously over-the-top French accent. Jack laughed and asked, "What's with the accent, Mignonette?" "Does it sound good? I've been practicing. The guests love it!" "It sounds pretty fucking...

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Our first night in our new place

Part 1 It was the first night we were in our new place we made love by the fire on this fake fur rug I had purchased just for that night. The rug was snow white and Barb’s dark body laying on it, wet from the shower she just took or from her passion of fucking me long and hard was unbelievably sexy! We lay there drinking wine and made love for hours! We did everything in every position we could think of and still her lust for sex didn’t slow down! We ever got one of those Asian books with...

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Fucking Rashmi During Marriage Ceremony

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Healing Cousin George 11

Debbie & Alex Part 2 I was in a foul mood the next morning when I woke up. George's reaction when I had come home last night had soured the experience of my first night out as Alex. I rose and took a quick shower, before drying my hair and dressing in a pair of black jeans and a lemon blouse. The blouse was short and I tied it across my midriff, our exercise sessions had really been working as I now had a perfectly toned stomach. As I looked down I made a mental note to maybe get...

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Sister Sarahs mom Alec and Others

She was suddenly smiling and also in a mood where she felt…revitalized…as if she was a new woman who had needs she’d never known before in her life. Thank you Alec, she thought. She pictured his face and also his body too as she sat recalling how he laid there with her while stirring up hormones she hadn’t felt in ages. She felt like a woman should feel again. At least that’s how it felt to her. She stood there, in the bathroom once Sarah and Alec left, and she was cleaning off cum from her...

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mom sacrificee

visit on www.papahaxx.com to see top rated homemade porn I’m a 33-year-old single mother living with my 16-year-old son; I fell pregnant with him on the first time of having sex and have never had a man since. Caring for my son, on my own in the early years, took up all the time that I had and a social life was out of the question, I’ve never really think about men now. We have a good relationship, me and my son, we have always done things together, especially in the early years, like having a...

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Agent Kask Pt II

The good Assistant Director handed me off to an agent. Who handed me off to another agent, who handed me off to some one else, and on and on and on. Eventually I ended up with a young guy who introduced himself as Tom - no last name was given, none was needed. He was big. In fact - huge. And he had the thickest southern accent I'd ever heard. On the third try, I finally got: "Pleased to meet you agent, I'll be your transport to Walter Reed Hospital." He seemed very good...

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The Night My Best Friend Allowed Me Make Love To His Wife

I’d always valued Aaron and Megan’s friendship, even more so after my divorce. When I split with Angie two years ago they had been there for me, the only couple from of our shared pool of friends who had. But then Aaron was my oldest friend. I’d known him since we were lads.Now we were both in our late twenties we saw each other only intermittently. Three or four times a year I would visit their Derbyshire home, a converted farmhouse just outside Bakewell. Usually, I’d stay for two nights.  Did...

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Love To Love You Baby

I rolled over and kissed Michelle good morning. We cuddled together for long minutes until a knock at the bedroom door made us seperate. "Yes?" she called and the door opened as Airman Cathy Denon stuck her head in, "Breakfast in twenty you two. Time to rise and shine." "Coffee?" I asked. "Ready in fifteen, hot black and strong just the way I'm told you like it. You've got just enough time for a shower or a quickie before breakfast, but make sure it's a quickie. I get upset when...

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They say things come in Threes

They say things come in Threes.... I've noticed the last few weeks this man with dark hair, striking blue eyes and good looking has been driving slowly as he drives by me. Doesn't make sense I'm not young or skinny but I keep noticing him around town. The funny thing is he is always in a different vehicle. It was starting to worry me some when I started noticing him driving down the street I live on. Just in case I always locked my doors and kept the windows locked. Then one night I heard...

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Theres Something in the WaterChapter 2

Cool morning sunlight streamed through Patrick’s open bedroom window. He stretched, climbed out of bed, and walked over to the window. Was this still a dream? He wasn’t sure. Patrick opened the window and let the cold air blow in. Clothes were so constricting. Patrick pulled off his pajama tops, bottoms, and underwear. He stood in the middle of his room, letting his new equipment hang free. The air felt so good on his naked body. He looked between his skinny legs at his soft monster and...

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my fantasy16

when i wake in your bedafter such a long absencei turn my head 2 see u sleeping beside me& as i slowly roll over on2 my belly i can feel the squishy & gooey sensationof last night's liberal loads of your seedstill deep inside my aching anal passage...as i mentally re-live the long & hot night be4i moan softly 2 myself in lustful satisfaction& my crotch involuntarily presses downwardgrinding my hardening cock in2 the mattressas i reach back 2 caress my tender opening...as i slip...

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My Sexcapades With Shalini Mam

Dear Readers, Some are fantastic and really make me feel erotic. I keep storing my cock as I read these stories and often it very difficult to control. I feel like reading at least 3-4 stories everyday. Often I manage but at times I can’t control and the hot fantasies and may be real experiences of people make me cum. I so far have mostly enjoyed all the bhabhi and ‘Sali’ stories as that is my most cherished fantasies. Recently I also ready some office sex stories and they aroused me too very...

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Meteors

The shower was almost scalding hot, but she loved the way the water caressed her. It raced down her body in endless streams, warming her as she shook off the winter chill. She tilted her head and enjoyed the feel of the pulsing showerhead as the water careened off her throat. Turning around, Maggie let the water sift through her hair, those long mahogany tresses turning ever darker under the water. The water dribbled to a stop as she stretched. Her skin was buzzing with warmth and the thick...

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