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                                    242The Dean began the service by blessing the men and introducing each of them as Sister this, or Sister that. He told the men to pick up the order of service books on the back of the pews.%u201cI understand some of you have reading difficulties. If you struggle to say any of the prayers, or sing any of the hymns with me, please raise your hand and one of the sisters will come and stand or kneel at your side and help you read it aloud,%u201d the Dean told the men.He signalled to the girls and they took up positions down the central aisle, ready to help. The men were increasingly staring at them instead of the Dean.%u201cThe music for each hymn is pre-recorded,%u201d the Dean announced, holding up his hand to show a remote control. %u201cWe begin with Onward Christian Soldiers. Page one-hundred and eighty-five.%u201dThe sound of books being opened and pages being rustled filled the air of the church. The organ music started to play and a man at the wall end of a pew raised his hand. Jennifer was off like a sprinter entering the narrow space and trying to reach him, past the line of prisoners. To give them their due, she thought, almost to a man, they tried to pull back to give her room to pass with minimum body contact. She was having none of that and deliberately made sure her beasts and crotch rubbed hard against as many as she could without giving the impression it was deliberate.She reached the man, a well-built, black, good-looking chap, she thought, and took up a position beside him and gave him a smile. %u201cThank you,%u201d he whispered. She took his hand. %u201cThe lines repeat, so sing on the chorus. I will sing the verses for you.%u201dAll the girls wore the single fit garments. Their ones were simple and were designed to look humble. They were like long gowns made of rough hessian, which overlapped down the front with the two sides tied together with a slim rope. As the church interior echoed with a burst of song from the men, Jennifer took his hand and slid it through the side of her gown and placed it between her open legs against her soaking wet cunt.The man%u2019s head darted around to look at her. The Undertaker
                                
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