Promptly at seven PM, I entered the third confessional.Without waiting for the Priest to say anything, I said, “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned....��Then I heard a familiar voice, it was Father McNamara, the young Irish Priest that so many women in the church literally drooled over. Damn my panties were getting wet as I began sobbing out my sad story of lust, incest, and lesbianism.Father McNamara remained calm and spoke with compassion as he related the repentance that I would be required to. On second look tho she had a few sneaky tattoos on her wrist and behind her ear which led me to think there might be a lil more to Paige then meets the eye. We talked for a minute about when and where to set up our study session...and decided I would come by her apt the following evening as Paige was without a car and didn't want to bus to the campus to tutor me. "Great see ya at 8 tomorrow" I said and headed off to my next classThe next night I arrived at 8 and knocked on her apt door. When. I removed her saree and there was a petticoat inside it and I removed it and saw a lovely place in my life of my dream lady covered by a red panty. I got up and started unhooking her blouse and there popped beautiful melons which are covered with the matching red color bar.I just placed my hands on top her bra slowly and pressed she moaned in a huge voice like ammma! She held my head and pushed it near her boobs and started pressing it on my face and told I can’t hold it no more please fuck me. Onday, October 8, 1979Missy, Jude and I were in deep rapport the next morning when Beth surprised us by coming in and joining us. She sat on the loveseat across from us and waited for us to realize she was there. I said. she laughed. Sharon went out to buzz Sarah in at the gate and in a few minutes they came out to the deck where we were relaxing. Sarah looked at least ten years younger and I told her so. Ken said. Sharon asked. Ken said. Bonnie said. I said and everyone else agreed. Tim.