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Superslut
Date: 11/22/2015, Categories: College Sex, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
clothes was not only conservative but ill-fitting and whose dedication to the most tedious aspects of faith must surely put her amongst the lucky anointed. It had already been commented that Judith was lacklustre in her commitment, so he probably assumed she had volunteered to recompense. The following afternoon, Judith and Linus spent several hours trailing around the streets of Exeter where they knocked on front doors and, with a cheeriness of disposition and a huge weight of magazines, pamphlets and bibles, sought to impart the good news of Christ’s coming and the imminent Great Tribulation. However, the good people of Exeter were as indifferent, uninterested or even as hostile as those of Middlesbrough. The only ones who gave them any time at all, and to which Judith and Linus kept engaged with resigned desperation, were very old people, who were dreadfully lonely and hardly bothered at all that the faith of the Jehovah’s Witnesses was any different to any other protestant faith. One old lady was convinced that they were answerable to the Pope who she reminded them many times had once been a member of the Hitler Youth. “Is that why you dress like you do? ” she asked. “Is it because the Pope is a Nazi?” Linus shook his head at Judith as they made their way back to the students’ lodgings where he lived and which wasn’t too far from where Judith lodged. “No one ever said the road to salvation was easy!” he joked. This, in fact, was the first joke he’d made all afternoon in ... the dispiriting and daunting procession of streets and doorsteps . Most of his conversation had been with the people they were petitioning and focused on his incredulity at the evolution heresy, his horror at the practice of abortion, and, more topically, his rejection of war, for whatever purpose, even in the heathen Middle East. Nevertheless, Judith grabbed at this small evidence of levity as a good sign. Perhaps the desire she had rehearsed in her mind as she watched Linus proselytise on the equally heathen streets of Exeter would be realised. Today would be the day her secret alter ego would be unleashed. “Are you going to invite me in for coffee?” she asked boldly when it was more than obvious that he wasn’t going to do anything of the sort. “Coffee!” said Linus aghast. “I take no drugs of any kind.” “Not even decaffeinated?” wondered Judith, who had developed quite a taste for coffee since leaving Middlesbrough. “I have some herbal tea-bags,” Linus assented. “That sounds nice,” said Judith, already more forward than the average woman in her congregation, although far short of the forwardness of Superslut . “I’m sure it’ll be very tasty.” Although Linus had agreed to invite Judith to his small student bedroom for a cup of camomile tea, he was noticeably nervous. Judith wondered whether Bethany or Naomi had ever got this far, but she knew that even had they done so it was unlikely that they had thoughts as lascivious as the ones Judith was entertaining. It was more than ...