”“Child how old are you?” the priest asked.“14 father”“Very well child” he paused “child I will ask you to revisit this place at 10.00...tomorrow morning to pray for you and pray for your future, now go child and let your sins weigh upon your shoulders no more”Sandy squeaked thanks and left beaming and looking forward to praying for her future to the god who held her heart.The next day she arrived back at the church. She wore a set of white stockings and a pair of plimsolls along with a knee. ”“Achha now you are testing my patience”, Anita replied. We laughed.She opened one more button of her shirt now and her dark brown nipples were visible. I looked at her. She bent downwards and slept facing me. I did the same thing. She kept her hand on my chest and pinched my nipples.“So friends can do this?”, I asked. She laughed.I went closer to her. She was looking into my eyes. My lips were only a few inches away from hers. We could feel each other’s breath. Slowly, I kept my lips on hers.. " Virago pushed past the nasty creature."C'mon, pussycat, kiss my blarney stone."The dagger strapped to her thigh was burning into her skin. She was itching to release it from the studded sheath and pummel the tiny clover-humper to a slimy pulp. Something about the little man made her shudder. It could be the resemblance to the village cleric or maybe it was the sickly green pallor of his skin. After two days of no sex, Virago was near the breaking point. If the little elf didn't get out of her. I hoped she hadn't forgotten to take her pills. When I asked her, she swore that she hadn't missed a single day. I looked out in the hallway before I let her run off to Grace and Jane's room, wearing my PE shirt from the Academy. Brenda never did return that shirt, although I have my doubts she ever had the nerve to wear it at home.We had a great round of golf. I made six hundred dollars for one thing, and Uncle Bunny kept telling us these funny jokes the whole time we were playing. On the.