‘Yup, ‘ he laughed, ‘I watched as they walked through the people sitting, as if they weren’t even hindered by the obstacles.’ He went on to...say, ‘ two were going left, three straight towards me, and two were going right, they wanted to surround me.’ He shook his head, smiling. ‘So, I looked across the table, And saw a blonde, shoulder length straight haired girl, lightly freckled face, beautiful eyes – we locked eachother in a gaze, and I knew that I know her, she was wearing a red plaid. " Father Secco hung up the phone and, whistling a favorite hymn as he walked the last six blocks, thought about his plan. Saturday mornings were so incredibly dull in the confessional. St. Jude Thaddeus was the only parish in the state that still used the little booths. All the others had long since switched to a more open, face-to-face practice. For three solid hours he sat in that dark, cramped closet just waiting for someone to step in to its neighbor. All told, maybe eight or nine. " Your Magnificence, what can I do to make amends? As I said last time we met..."She paused for a moment, then went on in a lowered voice, " ... anything." Anything?" he asked."Anything!" she assured him, "There are no limits to my offer, personally. As for my Government, I will do what I can."'Do I really need to say out loud what I am offering?' she wondered, again with sexual visions clouding her mind, 'Surely he can smell my arousal?'"If I suggested that you offer me sexual pleasure, would. Kuch der bad mera lund khada ho gya……Ab mai chodne ke liye ready tha……..Wo bol rhi thi…Plz…Dhire chodna ……….Ab mai aunty ko bola ki mai iska gand nai marunga pehle apka chut marunga……Aunty boli pehle iska gand maro phir mujhe chod lena ………Maine kha ok ap iski gand ke ched pe thuk lgao……Aur ap khud kuttiya ban jao…..Mai aapki chut ko dekhte hue iski gand ka bhosda bnaunga…….Aunty ne waise hi kiya…….Ab maine aunty ki chut me apna muh dala phir uske bad …..Kavita ki gand pe lund ragadne lga……Uske.