He pulled over in a layby. His heart thumped in his chest.

Wordlessly, Bernadette removed her top and pulled down her pink brassiere. A wisp of hair dangled, brushing her breast. 

He took out his cock and began to masturbate, transfixed by the plain jasper cross that hung between her breasts.

After a few minutes he ejaculated copiously over her. The semen splattered across her body seemed to belong to someone else. 

Bernadette carefully wiped her face, chest, and the jasper cross, with some tissues. 

"So, you'll pick me up for Bible Study again next week, Father?"