But my mind was only for him.I didn't talk to him for few days until he told my sister to message me so we can talk again. Then we talked again. I was...missing him badly, while he tried to act cool and nothing happened.I don't know if I'm bitching out cos I asked him to do sex with me, but he refused cos he said we were just friends.So after few days just having regular talk, I went to his house just for regular visit as our houses was close to each other. I thought I could build a normal. The door was opened by an insignificant servant girl in a drab smock, and Father Reilly started to ask if this were the right address."Follow me," said the girl, ignoring the question.Father Reilly was led along several corridors until they reached a closed door."There," said the servant, and turned away, disappearing before Father Reilly could ask any more.Hesitantly he knocked at the door, and then entered in response to the call from within. Seated behind a desk was a short dark priest. You're hand-made by God; each part of you nothing like anything anyone has ever seen before; nor will they ever see, again because God only makes one of a kinds. You're special and unique and I can't wait to hold you, count your fingers and toes, beep your nose, and change your diapers and everything else that I get to do because I'm your Big Sister."Mom was sniffling, and when I kissed her tummy, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed the top of my head. "Another of Maggie's Brat Patrol to. If we fly over to the mainland we may manage to refuel. We've still got those Inspectors' uniforms - lucky they're not full of holes! Should be able to pull the wool over someone's eyes with a bit of luck! Let's get back to Angela and see what she says."They found a few lengths of twine and some nails and wood, as well as a toolbox. With all this they hurried back to Angela. Frieda lost no time in incriminating them both.Angela was not pleased. She ordered both of them to be flogged immediately.