Evenif I denied it people would believe what they wanted to believe.Sighing I retrieved Tiffany's uniform and started to get dressed.There wasn't much...to the uniform, I started with the lace wristbands,those were simple enough. The body of the uniform was simple enough, astrapless one piece girl's swimsuit with a fluffy cotton ball tail onthe butt in colour to match the 3" high heels that I put on next.Lastly I brushed my hair back and put on the blue bunny ear headband.When I was dressed. The long black socks complemented the red skirt and the thin blouse hung beautifully over my shape, nipples protruding slightly as they hardened. I'm getting turned on already. I couldn't wait for him to arrive. Any minute now he was going to walk in. It had been so long since a man had touched my body. I yearned for the feeling. I found myself getting a little moist, telling myself to calm down but knowing that it was almost impossible. As I started to move my hand down to my panties to check. During her third confession, the Father lost his struggle with the enemy within. He ejaculated as he rubbed his penis through his clothes while listening to the sister describing her desire for him. His shame consumed him for days afterward.The Church hierarchy has always concentrated authority in male hands. Female members on the ladder of power are, at best, pawns. Thus it was easy for the guilt-ridden priest to secretly pull the necessary strings to have this Bride of Christ relocated to a. .As soon as I opened the door, there he was!...."I didn't hear you flush" he quipped....I don't know what came over me, it was like an out of body experience. I'm watching myself jump and straddle him kissing his lips....oh god his lips!.....I started to rip his clothes off. The urge to touch his skin was overwhelming. I didn't know what I was doing and didn't care for that matter I just knew that I had to have this man inside of me. I pushed him down on my bed. He lay there gazing at me as I.