He called her “Sister”, but she didn’t wear any habit or uniform to show she was Clergy.Her name was Sister Angela, and she was as short as a li...tle girl, but her eyes were those of a mature woman, and I had no doubt she knew which end was which when push came to shove when things got a little dicey in the presence of evil.I thought it strange when Sister Angela told me we had to strip down to our natural state of nakedness and immerse ourselves in the purifying waters of the holy water tank. I stood there waiting for him to realize I was completely undressed.Finally Pater looked at me. He smiled when he saw my erection. "Turn around johnnie. I want to see that fat ass of yours."Blushing, I turned around for him. He must have admired my butt for a while because it seemed like minutes passed before he told me to come stand in front of him."No hair on your chest. Hardy any on your arms and legs. I like that johnnie. Did you shave for me today?" No sir", I said softly. "I never had too. He blinked them slowly, scanning the room. They appeared to be in a den. It was a large room. A small fireplace in the middle of the wall to their left. Sofa and heavy coffee table in the middle of the room. Full Bookshelf against the right wall. One doorway in each wall. No zombies. And the lights worked. Maria and Leer pocketed their lights. Leer turned to Draga and nodded to their right. ‘Front porch through there. Don’t shoot back into the house if you can help it. Go.’ That said, he. As I paused, Hope gave me a chance, moving her face a fraction of an inch closer to mine. We did it that way, tiny intimate little steps, until our lips were an inch apart. "Are you sure?" she said, opening her mouth, showing me moist tip of her little pink tongue."Never so sure in my life," I whispered back, and pressed my lips against hers. Our mouths worked together softly, gently. It was the most perfect kiss in my life. All the years of crush and desire had added up to this moment in time..