"Pulling her gently towards him, he cupped her breast gently with his other hand. She dabbed ineffectually at it, as though trying to push it away."Re...uctant, my child? Or did the good Monsignor indicate that I would like that?"She nodded, ambiguously, reasoning that he could take it as he wished; both were true."Very well," he said, releasing her, "Stand up and take that habit off. I wish to make sure that you can help a priest properly and adequately."Realising that the time for both sham and. Frankly, I was feeling slightly better, but I think they had other idea in mind.“I got an idea on how we can cheer you up, Darla!”“Seriously? Which idea is?”“I know what Gene means, and I agree with him. Anything to make my best friend in the whole world with a smile in her face and not feeling garbage because of an worthless boy”.I didn’t knew what they were in mind until they stopped at a very desert place, nearby Gene’s home and they went to the backseat and both kissed my cheeks and had. I didn’t give it a second thought. Finding Kirsty was easy. Even from right in front of the door, I could see her silhouette in the middle of the hayfield, and I looked at her for a few, anxious minutes and watched her sway back and forth, her shoulders shaking. I made my way towards her. “Kirsty.” I only whispered her name, but she spun around as if it was a gunshot. “Oh.” She quickly turned around again, away from me. I stood next to her, close but not touching, and when I followed the. After the arrangements were made I dimmed the light in my home and lita great many candles. I knew it would take him about 10 minutes to getover to my place. I paced around smoking my cigarette thinking abouthow I would be during this experience. He had told me this was anunexplored fantasy of his. He insisted he was not gay but he thought hewould enjoy the company of a crossdresser.I finally began to relax and sat on my couch. 5 minutes later a knockwas at the door and I simply told him to.