I locked the door, took the elevator down to the lobby, then walked out to the parking lot and got into my car. Twenty minutes later, Father Nicholas ...nd I were standing together, in our cassocks, in the nave.“Do you need confession?” he asked.“Constantly,” I replied.He laughed, “Yes, of course, but is there anything major that we need to deal with in your interior life?”“Not that requires confession, though Father Stephen treated our conversation as confession.”“Wise. We should do that as. She was young and eager... and in many ways there isn’t a more attractive female...she could have slowed down the pace while I sucked her clit off to a well deserved climax...but her pussy just couldn’t wait.She urged me with intense hands, to stick my dick where she really needed it.Renee’s pussy was a cock’s dream...a warm recess of bliss. Moist, pliant and firmly surrounding. God she had sexual energy to burn...I mean I was holding up one of her legs over my thigh ...we were standing close. These were store fresh 150 grain hollow points.“Those will do it,” he reported.“What can you kill with those?”“These are capable of killing anything in North America if you hit the right spot. For humans, you have a pretty broad target. You can kill turkey with these too but unless you can make a head shot with 150 grain hollow points you may not have much turkey left.”“I’ve got the rifle and the cartridges. Everything seems to be workable. I’d like to go out on the porch and fire it to make. We are safe, Lise. I went in Papa’s clothing and it was dark. I doubt that he got even a look in the moonlight as I towered over him in his bed.’ ‘That is why you shaved the day that we left?’ she asked with a little smile and he nodded. ‘It ought to get at least a start at growing back before we get to Penetanguishene. I cannot allow my woman to see me like this or she will insist that I shave every day and that cannot be allowed.’ ‘Well thank you for what you have done and I must say that I.