He was almost held down by the invisible chains and bonds. The woman looked at him. She was still in the same skin tight black dress which she had wor... when she came to the confessional with him that afternoon. She looked still delicious and beautiful but there was something undeniably very evil and inhuman about her now. O’ yes, her eyes were little too bright and even her smell was too knowing type. Father Nelson, again heard her in his head. She was saying that Father had called her in his. ’ I said. ‘Well, you’d better—-‘ *BRING!* *BRING!* *BRING!* *BRING!* It was my own Police cellphone. And it was Bettina Wurtzburg calling. I pressed the button to send it to voicemail. *BRING!* *BRING!* *BRING!* *BRING!* Now it was Bettina on my personal cellphone. I thought maybe this one was big, and bad, so I called Bettina back on the Police cellphone. ‘It better be good, Bettina… no, this is off the record, confirm that… okay, yes I’ve heard about it… no, I don’t know… no, I don’t know… oh. To finish the look Jeff brought out the Water polo caps and a chamois to tie our biceps together. Jeff Whispered to Sir Mark that the look of two college guys getting picked up by a Hot leather Sir and brought to a NKP party would be popular! Sir Mark nodded and pulled the end of the Chamois and whispered to me to ‘Be a good subb bboy and do as I tell you. If you are a lot of fun we’ll have you back as a regular boy. And, you look like you’re off to make the team!” We got in and we immediately. If the act had been deliberate it would have huge ramifications, but was almost equally disturbing if she had been unaware. I pictured her queuing at a supermarket checkout, people whispering to each other, glancing at her with disgusted expressions on their faces,Carrying the coffee into the living room, I begrudgingly let my mind focus on one other aspect which I had been trying to ignore. One other aspect that all the self-denial in the world could not conceal from my probing mind. My.