"'Yes, let's take the crippled guy.'"She shrugged."I know little of Council, although perhaps more than most. They keep much to themselves. What knowl...dge I have comes from my taking charge of my father's house after my mother's death. And that includes his work. He works so hard that sometimes he would forget to eat unless I threaten to unplug one of his machines. Until he comes back, may I offer you a drink?" That would be nice," I said, more than a little surprised. "Thank you."She walked. So mynaked navel was right in front of his nose and my boobs were just above his eyeline. He was getting a real show. As I was picking up the suitcase my saree which was not fastened by aclip gave way and fell down. So now I was practically in blouse and petticoat in a berth full of male gazing eyes. I non chalantly pulled the suitcase and sat down again and tried pushing the suitcase below the berth, all the while I did not realize that my sarre was down and hence did not try to pick up my. His piercing green eyes seemed to look right into her and his mouth was just begging to be kissed. Damn but he looked fine.She blinked away the thought. He was a priest! What was the matter with her?"Sorry I startled you," he smiled at her. She melted under the force of it. Oh, what a waste. "You looked cold. May I offer you this?" He held out a black jacket. Ah, so that's why the sleeveless look. "It's not super warm, but it'll be better than that wet blouse — you could use the confessional as. When I graduated I was probably the most well fucked eighteen year old in the state and since quite a few of my classmates when on to the same college I did, my reputation went with me.For the first couple of years I swung a pretty wide loop on campus. A fraternity pledged me just to see if they could catch my leftovers; and on several occasions the girls I took to the frat house with me ended up in an upstairs bedroom taking on all comers. And then disaster struck - I fell in love! And I fell.