“Excuse me, is it possible to buy a better gun than we rented.” I asked.“Sure son, but they are not cheap, and you better get your parents to ag...ee to pay for them first.” he replied.“What have you got that are better than these?” I asked.He sighed in reluctance, but did get a box off the shelf, the paintball gun inside looked more like an actual combat gun than what we were using, I was definitely interested. “How much are they?”“These are $265, there is the newer improved version as well, but. "My child," he said. "Are you aware that before dawn that we march into battle." His voice was soft and wise, like a Father's should be."Yes Father," I said. "I am not afraid." If I die, then I would go to Eternal Happiness, Pope Urban the Second himself said this to be true.Father sighed."And yet, it saddens me that you alone spend your time with your rosary and with God," he lamented. "The rest seem to find more comfort in the devil's debauchery."I replied with fire, "I am not like them. Sandra slowly took her clothes off while watching Fi and me as we fingered, licked and sucked each other. Fi kept encouraging me, saying "Oh yeah, right there, that's really good." When Sandra was naked she stood in front of me gently playing with herself. After a couple of minutes she went to her bedside cupboard and when she returned she was squeezing lube onto our favourite figure '7' dildo. She slid the smaller end into her own vagina and pushed it in and out a few times, then lubricated. " he said, "Do you want to come and discuss, well, a more permanent role?" As a prostitute?" she asked."Well," he replied, "We can have an adult discussion about it." My pussy feels like it's on fire!" she protested."The best cure is hair of the dog," he said."What!" Kitty demanded."I mean more sex, gentle sex, soothing gentle," he said."Ok I understand," she said, "I'll stick to my dildo thanks." Come around for two o'clock, no one, we'll have lunch and you can collect your wages," he.