"She nodded. "Okay. You're a grown man and I don't want to get in the way of your business. But remember what I said, you can tell me anything that's ...n your mind. I won't judge."*** PHANTOM IN YOUR FINGERS ***A few hours later. I came back to my mother's house and things were unusually quiet. Typically she would come to the door to greet me, no matter what she was doing.I carried my things up the stairs to the main bedroom, and then I saw it: My mother was sitting on the floor with her back. "I'm so glad you're okay!" I was floored whenhe leaned in and kissed me gently on the cheek. He pulled me back intoa hug. "Please don't ever run away again," he whispered into my ear. Itenderly kissed his neck while he held me."I won't," I whispered back. I didn't know then if he knew why I'd runaway but I wanted to reassure him. "Not ever again." We stayed closefor a few more seconds before finally breaking apart. Mandy wasimmediately at my side again, entwining her fingers into mine,. " Then she added, "We have never in our lives had an experience like today's, hearing these two women's confessions!"Earlier in the day Ken and the five women had gone to church together. After Mass, to the surprise of the others, Kris and Kim asked to see a priest in the rectory and insisted that the others accompany them. When they met with a young, newly-ordained priest, they insisted that he hear their confession in the presence of the others. Reluctantly, he agreed.In spite of the. Almost convinced that she was awake and not stopping him, he recklessly moved his hand from her breast and caressed his way down her firm abdomen. When he encountered the waistband of her nightie-panties, he smoothly slid his fingers underneath.'Will she or won't she?' he thought. 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained.'He inched his fingers further down until he touched the fuzzy pubic hair. He felt Samantha's body become very tense, and then gradually relax.'She's gonna let me, ' Stan thought. 'Oh.