The next day I do nothing but watch TV and read glossy magazines. I have thought about quitting my job, but I don’t know if I should do it. The job ...ays well and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like having Matt around. I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do. As I skim through the pages of Cosmopolitan magazine—Jeans: Find the Perfect Fit for Your Body Type! Top One Hundred Sex Positions! Is He Cheating on You? Take Our Quiz and Find Out!—I hear a knock on my door. “Who is it?” “It’s. Fuckin' hurts...lovely..." redhead kissed me and we snogged as Gemma leant on the seat in front of her, impaled on my dick. Redhead said to a sobbing Gemma, "Dear me! What a foul mouthed little bitch you are, Gemma"! Suddenly she slapped each of Gemma's arse cheeks. Stinging slaps rained down on Gemma's arse cheeks, leaving angry red marks and Gemma sobbed even more, "You fucking bitch...wait til you've got this big bastard...up you...see if you don't cry..." redhead just smiled and reaching. “I think I know someone who’ll be glad to see these.”“They’re from the church! Father Jonas was beside himself when they were stolen. I’ve never seen him more upset.”“Well, I think I know just the person to return them. Come on, there’s someone I want you to meet. By the way, don’t mention what we’ve found will you?”They went off to fine Bishop Rathbone. They found him over at the church. He, along with several others, were busy cleaning.“Bishop, I have found something that you might be able to. I set my hand down on top of her head, fingers carefully darting through her hair, stroking her tenderly. “That was just a few days ago... didn’t you wonder where she went when she just disappeared?”It was at this point she began to breakdown, tears pouring from her eyes as she lowered her head, unable to look up at me, or the screen, anymore. “Y-yes… b-but… I never expected this…”I pulled back on her hair roughly, bringing her face back up to the television, forcing her to watch the last of.