I may be an atheist but I do like a nice evensong service.
I was at the late 15th century chapel for the choral music, which was beautiful and gave me goosebumps a number of times (including twice from wrists to knees), but I found my mind wandering — and not just to the architecture.
I recalled sex past and imagined sex future, including something that would be (even more) inappropriate to talk about. I mostly managed to keep my focus, but I still felt a blooming warmth between my thighs more than once.
All the while, these chaps looked on, but I’m pretty sure they didn’t notice anything amiss.
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