She gets just enough to turn her body facing me straddling me with her knees. Like that her head is nearly the same level as mine. She asked if that ...as right. Yeah if it’s comfy. Sit down and see. So she dose her knees in to the couch by my side’s. Sitting straight on my hard on. She must have felt it against her cunt because she lifted a bit. But I made no notice of it. And she sat back down. Laying her body against mine. Her head resting on my chest. I wrap my arms around the. I put the hose on first, a pair of little white panties, my new bra with the slits and the new white shirt. I went to the mirror, dropped my hair and watched the curls trinkle down over my chest.I touched up my makeup, spritz some perfume on me and found my 4 inch black patent shoes. I looked in the mirror one more time and decided to put my hair in pig tales. John would like that. I poured myself a glass of wine, then sat in the messy living room to watch a new porn movie, John brought. As I confessed my various sins, I could see Fr.Joe's eyes narrow behind his bifocals as he glowered at me, and I could alsosee a growing bulge behind the fly of his black clerical trousers. When Ihave finished, Fr. Joe sighs and glowers at me, like a stern dad about topunish his delinquent son. Fr. Joe tells me I must be punished for my sins,and he orders me to follow him to the "Tree Of Discipline". The old tree, partiallyleaning over, is. We went round to the last snug and there were already six blokes in suits there, drinking away and being a bit boisterous. They weren’t too keen on J pushing his way in but they perked up and were all smiles when I followed him in. There was a spare stool in the corner and I was offered it; so I sat at the bar which was tall and came up to my chest. We ordered drinks and the guys seemed to have forgotten us when J whispered that I needed to go to the toilet. Up the spiral staircase which was.