The dance came to an end all too soon and she gave me an appraising look and then said 'Do you fancy going outside for a fag', l smiled and replied ' ... don't smoke, but l could do with some fresh air' she led me out through a side door into a garden area with several tables and chairs.We walked across to one set of tables and chairs in the corner and sat down she pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter and lit a cigarette, as she sat there smoking her free hand started caressing my cock. “Hi, Mike!” she answered. “How are you?”“Fine. How are you?”“OK. Have you thought about what I asked?”“Yes. Has Doctor Mercer talked to you about it?”“Yes,” Angie sighed. “And you agree with her?”“It’s more complicated than that,” I replied gently. “At this point, with my upcoming ordination, that kind of sin would be a serious problem. Father Nicholas warned me, without us talking about you, that he’d have to tell the bishop I wasn’t qualified for ordination if I sinned in that manner at this. He did, which pleased her. She hadn't had an orgasm for him. She couldn't have stood that. He pulled out and curled on his side, drawing her to him in a spooning position. He pulled bedclothes over them and then they both fell asleep.During the night she woke once from a nightmare, shaking and damp again, and when she felt his naked body she felt safe. He was unlike anyone she had ever known. Later an errant shell fell close by and she awoke startled, terrified, remembering every bad thing, but. I thought of Mark. I thought of how he had held his thick cock in front of me and shot his cum all over me. I wondered why he hadn't come back to me for more. Suddenly, I had to know. I grabbed my robe and left the bathroom and turned down the hall to his room. I opened his door without knocking. He was, just as I had predicted, just sleeping the day away. He was sleeping in only his boxers as we lived in Houston where Christmas was usually warm. He looked up at me and smiled. "G'morning," he.