"Believe me, John. I'm just as shocked, but Father Bryce is far more sensitive to these things that I am and I've never known him to be wrong when it ...omes to the forces of darkness," Antonelli replied,"As opposed to humanity," chuckled Bryce."As it is, he's the equivalent of a surgeon's scalpel to my hammer," Antonelli added with a wry smile. "And if he says these women have had their souls stolen, then that's what has happened." I'm still not sure how it was done, the Thaumaturge must be. “Mom I’m sorry” he says, “I got carried away”“No need to be sorry, as much my fault, lets forget about it”“Thank Mom”We held our arms out for a hug and stand cuddling in the middle of the bedroom, just the feel of a man sends my pulse racing again. Then I feel his hand investigating my girdle, first the straps over my shoulders, then down the back and now pulling at the suspenders that are loose and dangling over my knickerless arse.I breathe in in long and slow and cannot help but take a firm. I was going to help you." I?m fine Caitie, I can do it myself."She doesn?t say a word, rips the panties out of my hands, grabs me andspanks me on my bare bottom three times.It doesn?t really hurt, but it?s humiliating to be spanked.Caitie then strokes my still-erect penis."We?re going to have to do something about this ... in the future,"I think about what that could possibly mean.She then sits on the bed and lifts me onto her lap.We sit there silently for a few minutes.Caitlin knows I don?t. The two women got into the wine one evening and were discussing their love lives, speaking frankly as they often had over the years, sunbathing in their skimpiest bikinis by the backyard pool.Mandy brushed a long lock of blonde hair from her eyes and sighed. “I wish your Uncle Sean was home. All this sex talk has got me pretty worked up, I’m so fucking horny.”Candy sipped her wine and pouted slightly. “At least you get sex, Aunt Mandy. My ex might have been an asshole, but he had a great.