I didn’t even have a good excuse to tell my wife where I’d been. I just said I was out with the guys having a few beers. I’m very addicted to Ko...al now and I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself. I spend most of my time thinking about the little details of our sexual encounters. Stuff like the way she moves her hips when my cock is buried in her ass, or the slight moan she made the previous night when I came in her mouth. I don’t have any worries that Komal is going to want me to leave. They were hot, all of them in halter or crop tops, and wearing shorts. Two blondes, one lighter than the other, a redhead, and another with short black hair. Their boyfriends didn't seem to be too happy with dad's attention, but they didn't say anything, just gave dad dirty looks. I turned back to my sisters. "Okay, spill it, what's up?"Carmen shook her head, "Nothing." Her hair fell around her face, hiding her outbreak of zits. It was blue today, she'd dyed it with cool-aid again, some of her. The Bishop thinks that for those priests for whom celibacy is all but impossible, it is better for their sin to be controlled and channelled, rather than random and causing scandals. We propose, therefore, that accommodation be provided here for you to ... indulge, yes indulge is the word, indulge these men who could then better control their urges and keep their ... ahem ... hands off their parishioners."She thought bitterly, 'So I am to be the church's harlot, instead of a public one. Some. So He made man in His image and was really pleased with how man turned out. Man and the Creator hung out together and had some really good times. But the Creator had lots to do and went off to go do it. After awhile man was kind of lonely. Man mentioned this to the Creator. Man asked the Creator if He could make another man for man to hang out with. The Creator said that He would take it under advisement."The Creator comes back to man and says He has an even better idea - woman. The Creator.