Father Murphy was unaware of the family connection between the Bishop and the pregnant teenagers but had he been aware he would have worried less."Are...they the only ones who, to be crude about it, you and Brother John knocked up?" As far as I know, Your Excellence," the priest replied in a quavering voice."Well then, make sure. I need to know just how many of these innocent youngsters you profligate sinners have made with child. It's not as bad as with the priests who like boys. At least what. John Blake’s image was everywhere now, the huge advertising billboards showing footage from the interview. “One inevitable outcome...” the man glowered, staring balefully at the camera. That look seemed to be directed at Rupert alone and he quaked with terror.Rupert felt a stitch in his chest, and he hobbled along, winded as he panted for breath. The pale faces looming out of the rain looked at him with surprise and suspicion as he staggered along the sidewalk, people moving warily out of his. Emma pulled me into the one of the cubicles, shutting and locking the door behind us. The cubicles were reasonably large, but still tight for two people. The toilet itself was a painted timber board that stretched from one side to the other. There was a hole cut out for the bowl in the middle. Emma lifted her dress and removed her panties. She stepped up onto the toilet and crouched, straddling the bowl. "I’m going to pee and I want to watch what you did all those years ago." "You want me to. "Really, thirty seconds."This was a test to see how comfortable they were and it could have freaked them out, but they faced each other and started kissing. My cock sprang to fully erect within ten seconds of them starting to kiss; I had to adjust my cock in my speedo. It was so amazingly hot; their bodies are so perfect and there was no space between them and as I noticed their hips starting to grind against each other, I knew they were horny and ready to go.I was not going to tell them when.