Mme Briancourt. I rang at your door, you opened, I handed the letter. You said "you could have put it in my mailbox". It struck me, didn't think of th...t. "It would have been a pity" and smiled. You smiled back, thanked me and closed the door.The next day I rang again, I handed in an envelope, addressed again to Mme Briancourt. You said "But I haven't lost this one", "I insist", I answered and returned to my apartment. The envelope contained what you are reading now.One hour later you rang on my. “What was said?”“He asked if I knew any details, but all I could tell him was that it had something to do with your sister and her fiancé. I told him I believed you were acting out of love. He was concerned, obviously, because for them to boycott your ordination would create a severe scandal, even more so than missing your betrothal or even your wedding.”“It’s going to get worse.”“How so?”“My grandfather is going to most certainly speak to Father Herman, if he hasn’t already done so. I’m not. Victory put her hands on her hips, looking out at the desert away from me. Looking at her delicious rump filled me with ... thoughts. Specifically: Dat. Fucking. Ass. She clearly would wait, maybe, five seconds more before she’d step on me. And while being stepped on would be fun and all, if you were into that (and I was alarmed at how much I was into the idea of her stepping on me), I had a mission to do here. And so, I resumed my human form. Since it was where I had started from, it took less. Rule two. If you're not being sucked, you may lightly but firmly spank her arse but try not to exceed a deep pink colour. This means that two of you will have to hold the cross she is attached to in order for her mouth and arse to be available.Rule three. ON NO ACCOUNT, are you to try fucking her arse. Period.Rule Four. Only after everyone has had a turn at her mouth, can you decide upon a second round with either her cunt or her mouth. Again I ask you to cum in the glass, why? Well you will.