The Viennese Are A Curious Lot

Roderick and Molly get up early for the drive back to Old Ivy. Quickly, they load their stuff into the Roadmaster. Roderick starts up the beast, shifts the Dynaflow into reverse and backs out into Elm Street. Pausing, he shifts into Drive and hits the gas. A few intersections later they are out on the main road to Old Ivy. The Roadmaster smoothly upshifts and settles into a comfortable speed of thirty-five miles per hour.

"Wow, Molly" says Roderick. "With Dynaflow we don't have to shift for ourselves."

Curled up against Roderick on the bench seat, Molly feels curiously aroused, like she wants to "do it" with Roderick sooner rather than later.

The St. Cecilia Chapel is decked out with holly, ivy and other signs of the Advent season, including little Santa and Rudolph figurines. For the first Sunday of Advent, the Old Ivy Bach Chorale performs the Bach cantata BWV 61 Nun Komm Der Heiden Heiland. During Advent, members of the Old Ivy Chamber Orchestra accompany the Chorale together with Mr. Pipes on the organ. (During Trinity, the Chorale sings with just the organ). Since Bach did not write for the clarinet, Roderick sings in the Bass section.

The text of the Chorale, by Martin Luther, translates roughly as:

Now come, the gentiles' Savior,
As the Virgin's child revealed,
At whom marvels all the world
That God him this birth ordained.

Today's inspirational message by Mr. Macy of the Philosophy Department: Shop Early, We Celebrate the Birth of our Lord.

After the service, Roderick takes Molly, Anna, Megan, Henry, Albert and Pamela out to the parking lot to visit the new car. No sign of Natasha -- she's being serviced by Umberto.

Roderick's Roadmaster squats in the parking lot like a very large gleaming curvaceous thing that squats in parking lots. Sun gleams off the chrome bumpers, side mirrors, "bullseye" hood ornament and the four VentiPorts on each swept-back fender.

"Wow!" says Henry. "It's a Roadmaster!"

Molly, dressed in her customary plaid flannel shirt and jeans, rubs her thigh discreetly. She's feeling turned on again by the thought of sitting on that bench seat

"Can we go for a ride?" asks Megan.

"Sure," says Roderick. "Pile in." So they do, with Molly sitting between Roderick and Megan on the front bench seat; Henry, Anna, Pamela and Albert occupy the back.

Roderick navigates the sedan down College Avenue at a safe speed, then accelerates on the main road. The Roadmaster wobbles along at top speed on its squishy suspension.

"Whoa!" exclaims Albert. "We're doing at least thirty!"

Molly feels something damp between her legs. Megan thinks that now would be pretty good for some "me-time". Pamela, on the other hand, regrets that she failed to mention her propensity for car sickness.

Later, Roderick looks on YouTube for recordings of the cantata they sang this morning. He likes this one, though he thinks it curious that some of the violinists are not from China, and there is no sign of buttock-fondling among members of the choir. The Viennese are a curious lot, he thinks.