“Yes, my dear, I offer counseling sessions in the evenings. Come to the office of Father Springer, at the church rectory Friday evening at 8 PM, and...be sure to bring your laptop.Father Springer cleared his Friday evening schedule. He wanted no interruptions when he met with Miriam.Arriving promptly at 8 PM, a very nervous Miriam, was ushered by Father Springer into his office. The kindly priest soon put Miriam at ease. He asked her to once again describe her actions while masturbating to porn.. He recognised the truth of what she had said, and marvelled at it.“So Reginald simply goes along with what his wives say? No input from him at all?”“Not quite so simple, but getting that way. I had discussed my intentions with him, and he had no objections, provided his ‘girls’ approved me first. When they were heading towards approval, they allowed me to spend a night with Reg, so that we could establish compatibility after he had taken my virginity.”The Sergeant blinked. “Virginity? What? A. It occurred to her to wonder how many of these guys werevirgins. Blow-job virgins, even. Probably the majority.I’m probably gonna be remembered forever by these guys,she thought. Twenty years from now, guys would sitaround and say, hey, remember the night that Holly girlshowed up and blew us?Within fifteen seconds, the kid was literally in herhands. She squatted down in front of him, grabbed him byhis ass, and drew him to her. She gulped his cock down,and was satisfied to feel it in the. "Now, we have this box here." He waved at the additional curtained alcovebehind him. "If you'd like, you take one of these card, put a streetaddress or e-mail on it, and you step inside, and on the card write downwhat you see in the box. There are no right or wrong answers, so just saywhat you really see."The admonition that there was no true answer was pure genius. That waythey wouldn't come up with off the wall answers.One of the boys came by alone. He carried a backpack, and looked as ifhe'd.