Teachers don’t make much. But it was a solid income with plenty of time off in the summer and I loved the kids.I finished a Masters part-time at Mad...son, and my pay went up. I was also the varsity soccer coach and the supplement added to my take-home. We won more games than we lost. The locals considered that a feat, since we played bigger schools. I liked the respect and it just seemed right to put down roots.The area was a center of the lumber industry a century ago. The economy might be less. In other churches they had taking the booths down and confessions were told face to face, but ours retained the traditional closed booth confessionals with a screen separating the priest from the penitent. I liked the mystique it gave me, knowing he could see me through the veil but knowing that my sultry voice would all the more effective. I opened the oak door to the confessional and smelled the sweat of other people, the lemon fresh scent of Pine Sol that was used to clean the floor, and the. Carly lost the third. There were enough shoes and socks so things were fun, but not very interesting for nearly 10 minutes. When a barefoot Carly lost a hand, she held her head high, stared Lynn in the eye, then removed her blouse. I lost my shirt, then Carly lost again. Carly stood, did a twirl that made her skirt flair, then stopped to stare at Beth as she slowly undid, then removed her skirt. Munchkin was wearing a very form fitting pair of elegant panties with little roses on them. From my. ' I said trying to sound morose.'How could she. She's not normally like that.' She cried indignantly.The jest had been planned for John, not Vicky, so I decided to explain.'Now that IS like Kelly.' She said after hearing the full story.'Poor John!' we both said almost simultaneously before laughing at our timing.After a few minutes of mundane conversation I asked her what was the cause of her obvious anxiety. She tried to pretend that nothing was up but I gradually drew her story from her.Her.