To know darkness and solitude is to truly know one's thoughts. To strip bare the soul and see what lies at its core.”“Indeed, Father, you've struc... the root. I fear that is precisely why I sit before you tonight.”“Speak the words and unburden yourself, my son.”Joseph took a deep breath and sighed. He raised his right hand and made the sign of the cross over his face, chest and shoulders as he began. “Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession. In that. I like to see who is stringing gill nets and where they are stringing them. At least once a week I do a night check on the waterway." Sounds fine to me," I said. I went back to the camper and threw all my dirty clothes including the sheets into a black plastic bag. I wouldn't wash the sheets so soon had it not been for my visitor. I swear I can wear the thickest pad they make and still bleed through some nights. I was wearing a tampon during the days, but I slept with a pad. I know it's more. Her stomach hadn't yet descended to the point that it covered her sex when she stood naked. Though I couldn't see her ass cheeks from here, I had held them. They were large to be sure, but still had some firmness to them, as did her breasts.It suddenly dawned on me that this was the first time I had actually noticed her tits at all. She always just seemed to have a large chest as most bigger women do, so I never really paid that much attention. Even the night in the truck, I was more intent on. A few had jumped up on the table, and she threw down the bag, letting out a little scream. As Trevor saw dozens of squirrels running from everywhere around the park, he figured it was time to assist Samantha. He rushed over to the table, noticing how she was jumping up and down, trying to get the squirrels to back away.Just before Trevor arrived at the table, Samantha had brushed her clothing as if she thought something was on her. Trevor gasped as he saw the small tube top roll down to her.