I posted this earlier on 'strangest places to have sex' but I came to that party way too late. Here's my story, does anyone have any experiences in religious places? I have a distinct dislike for all things religious because of several years spent in rigorous religious academies. Nothing can top this story. I met a girl named Rachel when I was living in Israel and we hit it off right away. She was spectacular - long brown/red hair that only Israeli girls seem to have, perfect body with a little extra meat in the right places, great cans and green diamond eyes. One day we were walking in the Old City of Jerusalem, and she got the crazy idea to wander around the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. For those of you who don't know, that's where Jesus Christ is buried. It's generally filled with very solemn pilgrims and tourists lighting candles and saying prayers in the different parts of the Church, and the day we were there was no different, it was pretty busy. No one knows exactly how old the church is, but it's said to have been around since about 400 years after Jesus died, so that gives you an idea on how ancient the place is. We wandered around for a bit and at some point, Rachel found a hidden stairway leading downstairs. We looked around and no one was paying any attention to us, so we walked down the stairwell until we got to the bottom, where we found ourselves in a pretty bare room that was pretty well lit, considering that there were no electrical lights and no apparent source of light. In the room, there was a long, slab table made of stone and really not much else. The two of us hopped up onto the stone table and something about the day, the air, the location, who the hell knows, but we started going at it like cats in heat and one thing led to another, and I enjoyed one of the best blow jobs I've ever received in my life. After we cleaned ourselves up and just talked a bit, we got off the stone table and walked towards the stairs leading back up to Jesus' tomb and the rest of the church. As we walked up, we noticed that what first looked like a bundle of black rags sitting on the steps was actually a person, what looked like a petite woman. She was totally covered by the black cloak except for her eyes, and as the two of us passed her I was certain I saw a glint of a smile in her eyes. She didn't appear to be there when we came down the stairs, but of course, she could have come down while we were getting it on. She could have been any old lady, but then, she may also have been the Virgin Mary.