“It is what is always on this time of night, leftovers, and tonight that is meatloaf and mashed potatoes with carrots and cooked cabbage for sides,�...� she said.“Yuck,” I replied. “I will have a cheeseburger all the way with a side of fries and a coke. Plus, some conversation, if that is okay with you?”When she returned with my food, I asked her to sit down. I knew traffic in the diner would be slow until the bars closed, and that would not be for a couple of hours. I was surprised when she slid. “Good,” replied Mary, “let me give Joan a call to lether know we’re coming. Then I’ll close up here.”While he waited for Mary, Dave wondered whether hisdaydream was as unrealistic as it seemed when talkingto Mary. He had designed the finger as a pleasure tool.It first gave a cool sense to the skin, then a tingle,then a feeling of a slow scratch. After that, thepressure started, easing with warmth, as it wentpenetratingly deep. Finally, the waves rippled. I remember how it felt when she loved me. And then I remember how I felt when she stopped. There’s a farm track off the road and she takes it without warning, swinging the car around the potholes, changing down to second to get more traction on the slippery surface. I know what’s coming next as she stops in a gateway by a small wood. I know what she’s expecting. But maybe I still have some pride. Some self-respect. She turns to me and her eyes…oh god, those eyes, with their reverse-medusa. The Priests hard thrusts travelling though the boy into her.The orgy had gone on through the night.The stone floor was covered with blankets and mattresses. Participants slept where they were when they could stay awake no longer. Several times Magdalene had been woken to one of the Priests or boys availing themselves of her body. It had been made clear to her before she had entered the room that the Sisters and novitiates ranked even lower than the Altar boys. And what the boys asked of them,.