’ ‘Do you think what you’re thinking is sick or perverted?’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey asked. ‘I have mixed feelings about it,’ The ...ight Reverend Michael O’Reilly confessed. ‘On some levels, yes, terribly. Isn’t it sick and perverted?’ ‘Not in any way that I can see,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said evenly, glancing sideways at him to see his reaction. ‘Really! Oh, if that were only true,’ The Right Reverend Michael O’Reilly sighed. ‘That’s one of the things that bothers me the most,. She’s always working in a white T-Shirt (lacy but working-woman bra) and jeans but today being a nice day, she’s got shorts on. Again don’t get your brain in a cramp, she’s no model. Just big tits, sorry.I’m working on Christine-2 in my office and when the lady’s around I switch to another tab and look like I’m reading some shit. She was just behind me reading the article (something on Ben Laden or other) when she notices the tabs at the top. This one says : “Discussing Erotic Short. Now Stephanie you wanted a permanent man friend you now have one, Sam. Also he is willing to marry you, but wants a long engagement. Here this was my mothers engagement wing, slip it on your finger now, sweetheart," she said with tears in her eyes.I watched as Stephanie slipped the ring on her third finger of her left hand, then she came over to me and kissed me with her funny protruding upper teeth. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her and wrapped my arms around her and kissed her right. " Answer it, please, Daddy." Tonya begged."Lord, help me." Dad groaned, "I've thought about you both while I've jerked off." Truth or dare, Daddy?" Tonya asked him"Hey is this 'Pick on Dad' night?" Dad joked. I knew my father well. The more nervous or excited he got the more he joked around. Now the only question was, was he nervous or excited?"It's her choice, Dad," I reminded him."Truth." he groaned."Do you want to fool around with us?" she whispered so softly that I had to strain to hear.