Bible Study

"Still pretty much tastes like nothing," Joanie said, "but not bad."

The grin on Leslie's face was broad and mischievous. "Yeah, I agree with you. It's something that'll keep a boy happy while we keep our virginity."

Frieda kept licking and sucking until the old man returned to normal. "I think I came, too. Oh my God, that was so fantastic. I can see Ruth doing that. She must've been great at blow jobs. No wonder Boaz was so good to her."

"I'm glad I'm still alive," Pastor Bud said weakly. He shook his head, stroked Frieda's hair, and reached out to touch Joanie's and Leslie's hands. "It's been a long time. You think you can write up your project now?"

The girls nodded, and Frieda fetched her iPad and a Bluetooth keyboard from her bag. Their murmuring put him to sleep quickly, and when he woke up in the middle of the night the fire was low and they were gone.

It was full daylight when he heard the sound of axes chopping wood, and when he rolled over he found himself looking into Frieda's eyes as she sat crosslegged on the floor next to the bed. "Good morning, Pastor Bud. I think I'd like something that tastes like cinnamon for breakfast."