. Are you asking about..." he couldn't seem to put words together."How often do you mount her" the priest elaborated. "A woman needs to be used and fi...led. You're her husband; it's your responsible to keep her protected from the evil influences by filling her with the shield that keeps her safe. Are you doing your job, man?" Well" the bowler was now a rumpled mass of felt. "She hasn't been in the mood much lately. Since the kids were born..." Oh saints preserve us" the priest looked heaven ward. "He laughed. "Me too." He added cream to his cup. "Take care."She watched him move away and then moved on her own, to by the coffee and go back to her office to drink it and get a little work done.Her morning was quiet and allowed her to actually get some work done for a change. She got her filing up to date and a few spreadsheets that needed to be refreshed for the coming year. By lunch time, she was considering moving some unused files to off-site storage. Shortly after that, she realized. Finally, she showed her a small tray attached to the wall with condoms, something Nate would not use, and a small plastic bottle of lube.Then they brought Nate into the room. Anna could not look him in the eyes as Nate said hello. I had not told Nate about her natural blond hair or the small 5-foot 5 frame with B-cup tits, but he told me later she looked sexy. The matron walked out of the room and locked the door from the outside. Anna's only means of escape would be the panic button near the. Travis proves quite capable too. Leslie however is one bloody terrific dancer. First I dance with him and then Travis does. When Bill Haley's record "Rock Around the Clock" is played, the three of us dance together and we go wild. Shit, we are good enough for American Bandstand. Well, Leslie is anyway. The whole crowd is in awe and are clapping and cheering him/her on. After that song, when we are on the floor with Leslie individually, we get cut in on all the time. All the guys want to dance.