“I was in Brighton. I had some unfinished business down there.”I put the bag on the desk, in front of Father Petrou. He looked at it, then at me, ...inally gazed back at the bag. He closed the bible he was reading, putting it to the side. He pulled the bag nearer. He slowly unzipped it, spreading the opening wider to look inside. He took a deep breath then exhaled. He retrieved the bloody baton from inside the bag, putting it on his desk. His eyes fixed on the contents inside the bag.“I found. "You are here for some dick, right"?I smiled nervously, and barely managed to utter "Yeah". My eyes were riveted on his growing bulge as he stepped closer, dropped his hand from his pants and stood with his still concealed hardon about a foot from my face.He reached over and caressed my hair. Almost whispering, he said "Go ahead. We're all alone, and this is what we're both here for." I reached up and placed my hand over his crotch, and I could feel myself flush as I grabbed his hardening dick. ” Gina said as she opened the door and then put the beer on the desk. Linda looked over at the beer with a questioning look, “I thought you might want a beer or two after studying with ….” Gina had started when she realized that I was the study partner. It was an awkward moment at best. Gina was smart and just grabbed a beer and gave one to both Linda and I. Linda spoke up and said “Gina this is Sheryl, Sheryl - Gina.” Now Gina wasn’t bad looking either , not as tough looking as Linda and she. So lets better get thru the other part and forget what happened in goa… After this we will never come back to goa again.I felt happy for my husband taking right decision, I can bring back my modesty, I am the one challenged this morning that I can act like a prostitute and attract higher price.Coming back to realty… I said I dont want to be only wrong person in the house and I asked him to get some other girl for him for tonight and fuck the brains out of her….. I told him that I love him so.