Carol and I were happy, and life looked good. It was Sunday, just before noon, and I had rented a car so that we could take a little trip. The phone r...ng and I answered. Carol listened as I said, "Just got in? It went as I said? You're there now? OK, I'll be there as soon as I can. Goodbye." Are you going out, Mistress?" Yes, Slave Carol, and I want you to come along. Better take a heavy coat. It may snow."We went to the car and drove north towards Connecticut. I said to Carol, "Sweetheart, do. As I opened my eyes and focused I saw two young girls standing there in their little bikinis smiling at me. I was glad that I was dressed and not jerking off or something equally embarrassing. The girls were standing side by side at my glass doors with the bright sun illuminating their hair and the ocean behind them. They could have passed for angels. I motioned them to come in.One said, “Hello Mister. We were wondering if we could use your private beach.”The other one said, “We want to. "Art? Do you hate all of us that badly?" Viola asked, her lips trembling.His arms dropping at his side, Art's face softened again. "No my dear Viola, not all of you. Though there are a great many of you that I do. They didn't even consider, Viola, the council just said no. They didn't even let me speak, had they, we might be together, now? I just want all of them dead." Is that why you left? Just up and disappeared for ten years?" Viola asked as she reached her small hand to Art's face.. I needed to Priest to intercede for me because I knew that I was irredeemable and without forgiveness. God had turned his face from me.Aurora argued with me. She pleaded with me. She nagged me. In the end I couldn’t turn her down, so I found myself in the office of the Parish Priest.Of course I couldn’t actually tell him the entire truth, because he would believe that I was delusional or a pathological liar.“Are you sure that you want your fiancée present while you give your confession?” Father.
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