We still got to see her fairly often but I never expected her to move back in. It was apparent why she was back, she was three months pregnant.She had...gotten pregnant and didn’t even know who the father was. Pat looked a lot like my mother, she was five one and had beautiful C cup tits with an ass I had always loved to look at with a nice gap under her pussy. She let her hair grow like mom’s and it was down to her waist. Mom was surprisingly understanding about Pat’s condition. From the first. Sports were another thing. I played some individual sports such as tennis and, while I was adequate, I did not always win. Since I was so competitive, I found that I could cheat and play head games with my opponents. Many were more athletically gifted than myself but I found myself winning under such conditions. You might say that was my introduction to manipulating my peers although I had been able to do that to my parents to get my way throughout my childhood. My parents were upper. ..volunteer,” Father Augustine quickly said. “She'll be helping out around the church in exchange for a roof and food. She is...most unfortunate.”“How wonderfully generous of you, Father,” Mary purred, her blue eyes twinkling. “Why don't you unlock the church, and I'll wait in the confession box for you.”Wicked harlot. She wants to make me hard again and leave the church without satiating what she aroused. The priest glanced at Joy. An idea crossed his mind.“Very well, child,” Father Augustine. Jaimiesunk to his knees, head bowed, and waited.How long he would kneel there he did not know, it had been seconds orhours in the past but within 5 minutes the unmistakable sounds of highhells on hard wood flooring echoed faintly from somewhere in theapartment, before growing loader, with every step getting closer andJaimie becoming harder as they drew near. Eventually, as Jaimie's trainedexcitement peaked the site of a pair of six inch, black patent heelsfilled the vision of Jaimie's bowed.