We had to eat anyway, so I checked with Winnie, and she was up for Italian – who wouldn't be? I have always believed it is un-American to not love I...alian food. We agreed to meet in an hour and three-quarters.Over an hour went by before we were properly bathed and dressed, which meant we had to hurry to be on time. Edward had secured a small car and dropped us right at the front door of the restaurant. The food was beyond incredible, ending up somewhere approaching heavenly. Our waiters – we. Our attention should be focused on the next world, not this one. So we punish the flesh, make it subsidiary to the mind and the soul. Pain is a blessing, driving out the sin. And the scars are a reminder. I was…reminding…myself of that lesson a few moments ago. Five lashes. The punishing brother thought the abbot was too lenient’ ‘Those bastards.’ Paul looked up. Reciting his long-ago crime had taken him away from the present. He looked at Ariana, and what he saw astonished him. Before, he. He looked down, and couldn’t help but chuckle mindlessly as his cum slowly trickled from her. Once his weight was off of her, she tipped over and dropped onto her side, her whole body aching. She stayed there, motionless, her eyes glassy and cum dripping out of her ass and onto the blue of her dress.He was breathing hard as he stuffed his wet cock away, then got to his feet, coming around to crouch by her face. He patted his crotch, feeling satisfied with his work. He then leaned down and moved. And God. You don't need a meddling old fool getting in the way."Vicki's fear of facing David's anger alone drove her to say, "Please stay." No. You have to face his wrath alone," Reverend Billings said with a small smile."My wrath?" David asked."Yes," Reverend Billings answered. "There is a bit of wrath inside you just bursting to get out." I take after my dad. I don't do wrath," David said defensively.Patting David on the shoulder, Reverend Billings said, "Of course you do. You're a human.