I really love my work at the convent for now but.......forever is a long time and....“I understand Stephan. I probably would have done the same thin...”She said squeezing my arm.“You would?”“Sure, we are not perfect Stephan we are just forgiven. We do the best we can to try to be perfect but all the time knowing we never can be. Someday, heaven forbid, you may understand more than you do now and I pray if that day comes that you will remember what I have said here today and remember what i have. " Wow," CJ smiled. "Your hitting streak finally ends." My hitting streak?" You've got EVERYBODY figured out. You know everything about everyone, but somehow you swung and missed on her."I wanted to argue, but CJ was right. I had missed it. How could it have been that obvious to him, and I completely missed it?"Apparently," I said, exhaling. "What happened?" She fucking...sorry. She came ON to me!" I laughed."Oh my!" CJ said, with mock sincerity."I'm serious," I giggled. "I didn't know what to. Thing... ! did last night?”Knowing this was the problem — and also knowing it was not a real one — in a voice dripping with sincerity, Ann said, “No, Molly, I don’t know. What did André do last night?”“Well, were you serious about the lunch I served the other day? About liking it, I mean?” When Ann assured her that she was serious, the girl mused that she had worked particularly hard to ensure that each plate looked perfect. Returning to her subject, the girl said, “Well, compared to the dinner. ’ Pam laughed, ‘Oh he does? Well, I guess I could give it a try.’ Pam’s hands came up to softly grip and caress my dick. She ran her hands all over it, reaching down to lightly scratch my balls. Then she leaned her head forward and took it into her mouth. While she was doing this, Tracey was running her hands over my body and Pam’s. I felt her lightly scratching and rubbing my ass while her other hand was moving across Pam’s back. Pam’s mouth was like liquid heat. She worked my cock in and.