"Sorry, you're not my type," she replied as she smiled back athim. Trent laughed. "Well, I'm glad it's not me on this one. I can't believe...what wedo for our clients," he said. "Who are you working with right now?" asked Terry. "No one nearly as exciting as you are; just a writer on a booksigning tour," he replied. "Well have fun," said Kate. Trent nodded. "You too," he added as he watched them leave. Chapter 17 Terry and Kate arrived at a. Needless to say, we had to eliminate the boss and his workers, but we had a means to cross the river and not be caught. Damn, I wish I were next to you now. I really miss how you smell. Yeah, I know sounds corny, but the perfume you wear coupled with your natural smell just turns me on. I hope and pray you have not cut your hair. I long to run my fingers through it and feel the ends gently sweep across my chest. Just to sit next to you, my arm around your shoulders, and your head leaning. I knew the first part was because Mr. Grayson put me on his wall but I wasn't sure about the pit.He answered the door in his robe again."Hi, Mr. Grayson," I said anxiously."Hello, Brittany."He let me in."Well?" he said."Uh ... what?" I said."Why are you still dressed?" Sorry," I stammered, rapidly removing my clothes."Sit on the couch," he instructed next.When I sat, he dropped to his knees in front on me and pushed my legs open. He grabbed my pussy and again it felt more like an inspection. ?You say you also were involved in fornication, Sister?? the priest asked her bluntly. He poked deep into her rectum with his words and she could tell he was almost ready to relieve himself in her. ?Yes, Father,? she replied, ?I was forced to submit to vaginal sex by two very strong men who wished relief.? Pulling his prick from her asshole, the priest dismounted the stool and walked to the closet of implements. He reached in and pulled out a large, black polished dildo that must.