I resolved to go see a Priest and confess my sins. How could I have been such a slut to give in to my carnal cravings?As the day wore on, my feelings ...f guilt only increased. I knew Confessions would be heard that evening at the Cathedral downtown beginning at seven PM. I left early so I would be at the head of the line. I was surprised that there were two ladies ahead of me, but it was not an issue as three Priests were on duty. Promptly at seven PM, I entered the third confessional.Without. “Carla, come in.” He answers the door. “You're here now.” He had tidied the room, smoothed the bed covers and removed all traces of the previous commotion and participant. He'd arranged lubricant and sacred artifacts precisely and discretely atop the dresser, out of her sight.Carla steps into the Dragon's lair, her heart hammering, her labia already swollen. The tension and excitement are electric in the air. She feels a little unsteady.“Move to the bed, Carla. Show what you've brought The. He was the one who encouraged her to get this shop when it came up for sale and had told all his biker buddies about her new place so they could stop by and throw some business her way. Now with her own reputation in place, those same bikers came by because Leah was good at her job and good to her biker friends. This was the first time Bear had stopped by to see her new place and Leah was thrilled with the visit. "It's been a long time, Bear! How come you haven't come to see me until now?" she. She felt her face warm and her nipples tightened excitably as she excused herself to go the bathroom. In the bathroom she sat on the toilet and tried to examine her emotions logically, but all she could think of was the effect of his eyes. How they had captured hers and triggered a cascade of emotional arousal. She felt like an immature schoolgirl again. Staring at her panties that puddled between her legs she focused on the two inch circle of dampness that graphically displayed her arousal..