"You have to wait until dark, then we'll go." It hurts," I said, clinging to the woman."I know."Nightfall came slowly, much too slowly for me. I had s...me small memories of Christmas as a child, before my parents had died, and I'd tried to forget them. I'd tried to forget everything about my life up to that day, but now they were back. This waiting for the sun to go down reminded me of waiting for Christmas. I felt that same edge of excitement, cutting my patience to shreds. It was torture and I. She had nothing on underneath the specified clothes, since nothing had been mentioned. When he saw her he looked startled, but made no comment. He was a tall, spare man with thinning hair, older than Molly but not, she thought, old enough to be her father."You don't seem in the least shy about your duties?" he asked."Sir?" was all that Molly could think of to say."The lack of underclothing," he explained."Oh. Monsignor Flavin did not say I was to wear any, sir."The visitor made no comment, but. I could definitely smell the scent of a man on her and I could smell his seaman. I started slowly to run my tongue between her pussy lips and when I reached her clit I found it swollen and puffy. I sucked it like a tiny dick. Her thighs clamped my head tightly and I could tell she was having an orgasm. I moved up to kiss her with my nasty lips and face. She licked my face like a starving dog. I pushed my hard dick into her and it felt like it never has before. Instead of being tight like it. He reflected and at the same time collected his nerves. She was sitting there, talking with her friends. He slowly started walking toward her. His knees felt like jelly, as he had the distinct feeling he was walking to his own execution.Shelly was told that Tommy will come and ask her at lunch time, so she had been on the lookout for him. She noticed him early. She continued to listen to her friend Ellen, who was talking about some boys she had seen at the mall, but her eyes were now fixed upon.