I probably should have stopped her, but she was so beautiful, andI liked being the object of her attention. Also I was afraid she would tellme to leav... if I didn't do what she wanted.Mary made me lift up my arms so she could pull off my tee shirt. Shelooked at my chest. "How could you have let your chest become so hairy?" shecriticized me. "If I didn't know better I would think you were a guy."Then she started applying hot wax to my chest. I couldn't believe Ihadn't stopped her, as I knew how. I will teach you the basics of ballet first of all and then as we go further into immediate level I will teach you stuff more complicated. Now, I would like you all to introduce yourself but we havent got much time as I was a bit late I do apologise," she said in a Kentish accent. Her eyes rested on me and I felt my heart start to pound and felt an odd feeling of awakening in my groin area which I didnt know why. Her red pouty lips spread out into a beautiful smile. "What's your name?". I was but six when on our annual pilgrimage to Maspalomas became obvious to me what our holidays in the dunes were all about, mummy and men, and my daddy, who liked to watch the men touch and take turns with her.I often wonder if I inherited mummy's strong sexual needs, or if it was something I saw that appealed to me, two years later as the men closed in on us, I asked daddy to let me watch, and we did, from a safe distance, mummy never knew I saw her, but daddy and I developed a new. A number of women saw a member of the clergy as the ultimate 'Forbidden Fruit' and therefore, a challenge to be plucked and plundered. While some women teased with harmless flirtations, others were deadly serious about bagging and bedding a priest. It fell to Father Dan to discern one from the other. And, women were only half the equation. While Daniel Patrick Parker was a priest, he was also a man. And, as a man, he was keenly aware that he possessed a very healthy, and at times, somewhat.