Date: Sun, 4 Jul 2010 15:32:05 +1000
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Flowers for the church Part 2

Life was fun now, we'd neither of us seen much of the outside World, there
had been Church school of course where we were taught all the essentials
such as righteousness, obedience, and reverence as well as the three 'R's
as I think they are called, but we only mixed with others in our
congregation, never with anyone who Pastor thought might tarnish our purity
and our parents kept to themselves.  So, we were starting to get a glimpse
of what the "ungifted" had to put up with, on our way to and from work it
was soon obvious that we, why we were the lucky ones!  Yes we were grateful
and now - I had been allowed to "serve".  Anxiously I waited for my wife to
get the call and a week passed during which time I had once more been
received by the Reverend Fred, and now I knew that not only had I been
called but I also had the "calling" for I remembered that last time, the
Reverend Fred had begun to speak in tongues (I think that's what they were)
as he clutched me to him, then calling loudly upon the Lord he fell to his
knees after removing himself from me.  I was so excited that I nearly told
my wife right away, but no - I had promised not to.

When it came, the call was unexpected, the Reverend Fred actually honoured
us with a visit and with him was Pastor, in his arms he held a package
whose contents he told us were sacramental vestments for us to put upon us
- for now it was deemed meet for BOTH to serve the Lord!  My wife looked
blank at this but when I mentioned to her what raptures I had undergone and
what I thought could be the consequences of meeting important people in the
Church as I had been promised, why she gave thanks and happily we followed
Pastor and the Reverend Fred out and along the corridor.  Once inside the
well rebreed warmth and comfort of that room, the package was opened and
there inside, why they were such outfits as angles might have worn, holding
them up we admired the way that soft lights shone through...such filmy
floating material.  My wife and I exchanged smiles, meanwhile I felt the
Reverend Fred begin to unloose my garments, as he did so his fingers shook
and I had to help him.  Nearby, my wife had stretched her arms high above
her head while red in the face Pastor busily assisted and soon, proud and
happy we both stood naked as the Lord had intended.  Someone must have
taken careful note of us for as I gathered my apparel around me then drew
the girdle around my waist, soft white filmy folds draped to barely reach
my loins, and as I looked in the mirror I noticed...the Reverend Fred would
have no need to fuss and fret when seeking my offering.  Anxiously I looked
for my wife, and saw that she too was similarly bedecked, but at her loins
and through the material I glimpsed a small dark triangle just below which
the material ended...her long legs gleamed and at the vee falling from the
neck of her garb to each side small mounds were glimpsed.  Truly I might
have thought her an angel of purity.  Now our thoughts were interrupted,
the Reverend Fred explained to my wife

"He, my dear has been shown how to serve and consequently made blessed, we
know that Elders, even Leaders will likely wish to meet him and marvel, so
we have been told.  It is our prayer that you too in your fashion observe
so as to mark, learn, and inwardly digest the ritual about to unfold before
you...that grace might also be yours!"

Beckoning to the Reverend Fred, Pastor handed him the urn of sacred unguent
and summoning my wife he placed hands inside her garment "for comfort if
need be".

So it came to pass that as my wife looked on the Reverend Fred anointed
between my cheeks as I bent, then he began to murmur what must have been a
prayer, many times the Lord's name was invoked and then, as I felt him lift
the flimsy material upon my hips and enter me...I heard my wife gasp

"Why, he is truly blessed, look how it, it is all...going into him, a
miracle surely?"

I could only answer through clenched teeth

"Oh the Lord's love is indeed manifest my dear one, the joy ... oh yes I
rejoice...I do rejoice...."

The Reverend Fred was soon taken up by the Lord's pleasure, now silent he
solemnly gathered me to him and then offered his loins over and over again
and slowly as he thrust, my spirit soared.  When he reached around to my
front and laid hands upon me, I just knew that reward was to be mine here
on earth.  Amazed, my wife watched, I saw her tonguing sweet lips while in
kind support, Pastor moved his hands up and around to sooth her breast
while she in turn began to relax against him.  Pastor's kindly smile said
it all!  Meanwhile, the Reverend Fred was once more speaking in
tongues...as time went by he increased his thrusting and to my mounting
joy, I felt shivers begin - the Holy Spirit was nigh - then crying out loud
to the Lord...the Reverend began to shake and sob...it was truly a powerful
spirit that entered unto him for I felt myself gathered up mightily again
and again until with joy infinite, my pleasure was crowned, dizzy I
stumbled and with me the Reverend Fred.  Together gasping, on that carpet
we invoked the Lord again and again.  My wife's voice broke in

"A truly powerful thing it is, the love of the Lord?  He now I can see, is
blessed - my husband - and must serve those of the select who appear, the
power is too great to be reserved unto one alone.  Show me Pastor, what I
must do for this is a marvellous thing we have witnessed!  I would share in
the Lord's knowledge!"

On the carpet still and in the Reverend's arms I watched as sure fingered,
Pastor parted her angelic folds to reveal the pink tipped mounds he had
been so carefully assuaging, until turning and facing her he drew my wife
unto him.  Her body obscured I watched him bend, I believe he touched her
lips and for some time they stood and thus saluted one another before
lowering his arms, Pastor reached under her hem.  No more indistinct the
little dark triangle emerged between gleaming smooth thighs, in the midst
seemed to swell a mound of flesh, divided top to bottom, his fingers dwelt
there, and then to my amazement, parting aside folds of flesh they began to
probe and stroke.  My wife's legs appeared to wobble and she sat - on a
table's edge - while Pastor ever considerate kept on with his solace and as
he did so, placing both hands behind her for support, she opened legs wide
before him.  Softly she began to shake and her eyes closed.  Pastor
appeared overcome with the spirit, his voice cracked as he began

"Oh child, so beautiful to be chosen, to be the joy of all who merit,
prepare thyself to receive this my harbinger of rapture!"

Pastor had approached her, his thingummy was out and seemed to be dribbling
something and with one hand lying her back flat upon the table, with the
other he parted her legs even wider.  Then I realised, it dawned that what
he was doing would be similar to what the Reverend Fred had done with
me...only from the front!  Spellbound I watched, Pastor's thingummy was
nuzzling between those sort of - lips - I could see and it was going in, it
really was so thick, how could she??  Pastor paused then seemed to give an
extra shove, my wife's eyes opened wide, she winced and squealed...then
seemed to relax...and I remembered my own first time...with pleasure now.
Stumbling to my feet, I edged over to watch...Pastor's movements had become
disciplined and methodical as he did - it - to her, catching my wife's eye
I smiled comfortingly, she smiled back and I clutched her hand.  There we
stood companionably as Pastor went to work.  Pretty soon I found her
fingers tightening in my hand, I noticed as Pastor gently thrust, so her
hip rose to meet him.  I think Pastor had done this before, he seemed very
skilled and careful, though I wouldn't really be a judge I suppose...but I
did notice next, my wife's head began to roll from side to side as if in
pain though the noises she was making...no...it wasn't pain...and I
remembered the way I had felt - and was joyful on her account!  Her hips
were really bouncing around, Pastor was working faster too, then the
speaking in tongues told me....soon the Lord would bless his release...but
what of my wife?  Her eyes were screwed tight shut and she was frowning,
pretty mouth twisting and - she began to invoke the Almighty!  As she
jerked and writhed I knew.....she was being blessed and anointed for Pastor
had somehow fallen forward and upon her, still in the toils of pleasure he
imparted to her his all.

Rested, my wife and I reluctantly assumed our mundane garb, the Reverend
Fred gathered up our festive raiment and mentioned something about
"purification" and that these would be returned, oh yes!  You have no idea
how happy we were now, both were "select", the "chosen" and eagerly we
wondered - what next did the Lord have in mind for us?  Vaguely I overheard
them, Pastor and the Reverend Fred "Get the Unit in...studio
needed...commercial standard" before turning to us and settling solemnly,
The Rev. Fred said

"We have discussed things...and it has been revealed to us that you must
share the Lord's beneficence, that other's might profit, learn and better
come to love Him.  So, we shall consult with Elders, even some Leaders and
in the Lord's service, rather than hide your light beneath that bushel, be
a beacon to those who are about to be chosen that others may flock to
serve!  Let your works shine forth!"

We gathered that with their help we would be thoroughly prepared, we must
from now on expect the occasional visit from certain Elders and even a
Leader to offer spiritual guidance then - when truly ready, having had
cameras to hand, our light would shine forth upon the World!  Enthralled,
we listened and then tentatively, held hands - and rejoiced in our
servitude.