To be honest, she scared the hell out of me right then, but she replied, slowly and clearly: “Leave your mark on my body. Beat my buttocks and my br...asts. Pull my hair. I want bruises on my skin. Bite marks, welts, hickeys, stuff like that so I can remember that this really happened.”“Should ... shouldn’t we be using protection?” I murmured into her ear as she stoked me back into hardness.She laughed and replied, “There’s no need, I had my tubes tied a couple years ago after we ... your father. When you reserved the Community Room for tonight, he gave the guy a call. Then they reserved it for last Friday so they could get in ahead of you.”“Dammit, I should have known,” Cal growled. “It was that goddam Ross!”The large woman snapped her head in Cal’s direction.“It was Jack Ross. We thought it was okay,” she pleaded.“And it was,” Roxie was quick to add. “Look, take these Tucker Buttons and pass them out. That will help even things out.”Roxie poured the two dozen or so buttons into a bag. “Well, Father, it is, was, quite embarrassing. And unchaste. Must we go over it?”Now while the Sacrament of Penance is of extreme importance in the life of a Roman Catholic, and in the duties of a priest, actually hearing confessions can be quite boring. Especially in the evening, like now; doubly so because few Catholics actually ever go to confession any more, resulting in long hours sitting all alone in the dark. There had to be better ways for a priest to spend a Friday night. So when Bill. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18do not read it.Author's Note:This story is the property of the author. It can bedownloaded for personal reading pleasure or sendingto a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at yourown site, please contact the author for permission.Copyright 2008 Sept, All Rights Reserved. THE NEW WORLD Part 1Now don't get me wrong. I am a patient woman. I will queue with the best.