What ifI don't want to leave?"He smiled. "I've been waiting for you to ask a variation of thatquestion. So I'm going to fire a question back at you. W...ll be able tolive with yourself by failing the mission."I was silent for a moment. "I guess it depends on what the missionactually is. You haven't told me. For all I know you want me to eatFriday's lunch at Taco Bell instead of Burger King. So failing is achoice? You've been teaching me to fail all week. Is that what you want?" Whoa Whoa," he. In the silence of the room, I was aware that the sounds of my underwear being removed had not been lost on him. I joined him in bed, on my side, of course. There was no way I could sleep, at least initially. The heating unit was very noisy when it came on, and I had a difficult time ignoring the distraction. But my biggest reason for not sleeping was the thought of the man in bed with me, priest or not. I adjusted my position a couple of times, eventually ending up on my back near the middle of. My whole body is aching for you. Tell me you don't want me, and I'll stop." My silence was as good as an emphatic yes. Her milky-white skin, clad in a sheer pink bra and pantie set, looked so inviting. An exhilarating tingle flowed through me when my stepmom kissed me on the lips. She ran a hand over the front of my lacy bra, pulling it aside to cup my left breast in her palm. A gasp escaped my lips when she pinched the hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Kendra played with my. We stood there looking at each other, and sort of shrugged. Down in my safe place, I found it kind of funny. But I knew that I had been there and done that as well.A few moments later, she was back with the naked dancers and string players in tow. She told us to go on in, and she would bring Perry and the others. The crowd had subsided a bit by then, so we made our way toward the office. A couple of them tried to ask what this was about, but the noise was still too loud for us to hear each.