They loved that Morgan had the hots for me, and lots of hot friends.Alyssa and I, in the meantime, continued our relationship with renewed passion. Ha...ing seen the threat of another woman making her move on me, Alyssa was more possessive and attentive than ever. She would grab me in the halls and kiss me right up against the wall. Her hands were always all over my crotch. She flashed me her tits any chance she got. She would get me all worked up in the few minutes we had between class, then. 00 an hour and you can slide the door with the two way mirror closed. I’ll make sure no one bothers you. No fucking, but anything else is fine. I said thanks, got a lap dance and went home. I gave a full report to Carol, and she said “great, next Tuesday, but we’ll have to dress so no one recognizes us”.We joked all week about how we were going to surprise each other next Tuesday night. Tuesday night came and Carol came down the stairs. As usual she surprised the hell out of me, no cheap. I could hear a need in your voice, I could hear the smile of the seduction. I was happy you were calling out to me; it gave me power, it gave me confidence.I walk in to find you lying across this big bundle of white blankets in the middle of the bed. I am aroused by your nakedness. On each bed post rests a white silk scarf. The room is lit by candle light that casts a brilliant orange glow in the room. The shades are all drawn to shut the outside world at bay. The house is empty, just you and. ”“Then most people aren’t paying attention to the teaching of the church! We aren’t Donatists! I realized, when I thought about it, that I really wasn’t really paying attention. It dawned on me, after I met with the bishop, that the icon of The Last Judgment shows clergy, including bishops, in Hell. And that made me recall the homily where Father Herman spoke about the monk who visited Hell and saw his former abbot up to his neck in fire, and when he wept for the abbot, the abbot said not to.