It’s that
time of year again. The Jewish New Year. I happen to really love this time of
year. I love the change in seasons. I love spending time in synagogue and I
love NEW BEGINNINGS. That was what the rabbi was talking about at services
yesterday. I could feel his wife’s eyes bore into the back of my head as he was
talking. Oh, she is a good friend of mine as some of you know. And she knows
all too well about Kitty’s shenanigans and she also knows that Kitty has a
fresh start.
My kids sat
quietly throughout the service. My son later told me that to pass the time they
play little games like counting how many blondes are in the room. Kitty plays
that game too only a more “adult” version.
According to
my son one of the highly esteemed members has a “crush” on me. I highly doubt
it. This man is happily married and is almost 20 years my senior. He is
handsome and in great shape. So while the rabbi went on and on about New
Beginnings, Kitty was looking at Senior. Could he see me from way up front high
upon the pulpit where he sat? Where was his wife? I hadn’t seen her in months.
Was she sick? Were they divorcing? He seemed to look over at me but it was just
my mind playing tricks on me.
As he walked
around holding the Torah for the entire congregation to touch he glossed over
me. I was stuck in the back. He didn’t even look my way. He returned to his
seat and again my mind wandered. Does he have a big cock? Does he like dirty
talk in bed? How would his cock feel inside Kitty’s mouth? Can I give him
something his wife never did?
When it was
my turn to stand upon the pulpit I looked over at him. He was smiling at me. He
was smiling in general. My main concern was making sure I didn’t trip down the
steps in high heels.
I didn’t get
to see him at the end of services or at the beach later. I had another
appointment. The good thing about the Jewish holidays is that there is another
one next week. Here’s to finding out more about Senior and here’s to NEW
BEGINNINGS.
2 comments:
Kitty, don't forget that you have to be a really good girl between now and Wednesday. Or as good as a bad girl can be, anyway. :-)
CRAP! I didn't know THAT part!! Well, I don't foresee any obstacles thank goodness. Being single helps redefine "being a good girl" for me in a huge way ;)
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