It was quite wobbly. We had to wait for a little while but eventually the procession began. People were cheering us on, they were throwing flower petals and rice, there was music real playing. I felt weird, like my head and limps were tingling somehow. There was so much noise and everybody was so happy. Except for one lady, she pressed up against the barriers and was crying and screaming. ‘Don’t take my June,’ she begged. ‘Please don’t take my June.’ She was dragged away by some cops. The crying mature lady made me sad for a little while. She probably was the mother of one of the other girls, my mother had been a little bit sad to that we wouldn’t see each other for a very long time, but overall she was proud of me. Maybe on any other day I would’ve been more sad to, saying goodbye forever. But I was in heaven almost, being cheered on by a crowd, it numbed my thoughts and feelings a little bit. It all want by in the blur. There was a ritual we had to do on the top of the stairs before entering the temple and then finally we walked in. Once the doors closed behind us, it got eerily silent all around us, drowning out all sounds, there was a faint smell of incense and it was slightly cold in the enormous entrance hall. I looked all around me, the curved ceilings were painted with flowers and naked girls, there were lots of columns. We didn’t know where to go. This part had never been televised, I didn’t know how the temple looked or what was expected of us now. I didn’t even know if we were allowed to talk. One of the girls was crying silently. She had brown curly hair and a few freckles on her cheekbones. I went over and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. ‘Are you June?’ I whispered. She nodded. ‘Don’t be sad. It’s an honor. It’s a great honor to serve our God, you should be proud of yourself.’ The other girls imitated me, they compiled themselves around June and tried to comfort her. Eventually another priest came. She told us to follow her and she gave us a tour through the temple and she explained our chores and what our day to day life would look like. There were different groups just like in school. Since we were new they called us primogena’s or usually PG’s we would be PG’s for a year and then next year when the new girls arrived we would automatically be bumped up to the second group and have new rules and responsibilities. We had to wear our primogena’s robes at all times, to serve and honor our God, it was either wearing our robes or nothing at all. Our robes again looked like leotards, light homemade blue it was a bit shine through I’d could see Laura’s nipple one time, and I could see June’s buttcrack, but that didn’t matter we all had to shower together so I knew what they looked like naked anyway. We had to eat breakfast at dawn, then attend a service to honor our God and eat a wafer, the wafers MILF here tasted weird, well not weird, but different from the wafers in our church, although I got used to the new taste quite easily. Then we all had our individual chores, like cleaning the temple, tending the garden, sowing, cooking, then there was lunch, after couple lunch we had studies, amateur not just with our owh group but with the four youngest groups combined. We read the Solfin word for word and the older priests explained to us how to life our live, how to serve our God, how to spread his word, how to honor and celebrate him, they just thought us how to be good human beings that our God would be proud of. Then there was silent hour, in which no one was allowed to speak, then it was dinner time, followed by another sermon. At the night sermon we not only eat a wafer, but we also drank from a special concoction, after that another hour of chores and then it was bedtime. I got used to the rhythm of living here. Eventually the novelty whore of. I want it all, Rose, so do not hold back. Causing her to scream loudly. Fuck me. Mmmmmm I want you so badly." It didn’t take long for her to offer to mature help me and she brought over a little low stool, sat on it and asked me to put my left foot up beside her right leg. No Tracey, leave it, gravity will take care of it in due course.” Behind her, a stout man with a leather mask was exploring the lying girl's orifices. “I’m not saying we should do it, but we all know that wealthy men pay huge sums to fuck light-skinned virgin girls.” I told Becky to get her some medicated cream for her ass, when Becky came back she brought me the cream and I looked to her and said come to me, she crawled to me and I helped her across my lap, then put the cream on and rubbed it in for her, she said thank you Master I am so sorry for disrespecting you and your family and submit myself to you as a slave of servitude, and I accept it willingly. I held on real tight because I feared she might hurt herself. “Wow!” “Wow talk about explicated sex talk, do they really do everything they say they are going to do”? But those same girls would come to hate those eyes, and if Phil wished one thing, he wished he knew what girls were falling for them so Phil could tell those girls himself to stay the hell away. His wife had regaled him with numerous stories concerning Pammie’s sexual exploits and prowess. She was kissing my nipple and toying with my limp cock that MILF was not responding after coming so many times last night. As I mentioned at the start of this confession, Laura and I had couple been abstaining from sex for the last three months and it would not have been long before I came from Max’s blowjob skills. Mandy said she can sleep in my room with Tom and I, I just have to sleep in the center. “Hi Daddy!” Cindy squealed. Flick and I hobbled out of the bath amateur half naked covering ourselves in more deodorant we made our way back to our table at separate times to make it look less suspicious and explained to my boyfriend homemade that I had a pain in my stomach. In essence, you are to receive the bulk of the estate, to include the house and grounds, stocks, bonds, and other investments and other properties. “Do you know what it was?” I asked. I know. Seconds later she screams out squirting.