But she was wanting it to happen to her, and already she was excited by the father's huge, stiff cock as he moved up to force it deep into her vagina....hen David leaned forward and pressed his dick-head against the brown hole. Positioning himself, he guided his prick into the entrance and then lunged forward. As he did so the girl screamed out in agony, "Uuuuuggghh! Ow, ooooohhhh! Uuuuugggghhh! You're hurting me. Ooooo! Oh!"But it was too late. The man's prick had buried itself to the hilt in. " "That is true," replied Father Laffey, "but she never claimed to be amale, nor is she considered a male saint. Here we have a case of a saintwho not only dressed as a woman but claimed to be one as well, evenwhen, at the end of his life, he lived as a monk. Moreover, we have theadditional complication that Fanchea of Leinster is widely adored as awoman and his intercessions are that of a female saint. It would hardlydo to tell the young girls who look to the protection of Fanchea, thathe was. . how? Where?”Danielson shrugged. “He came to us on his own. We’re ... talking ... with him now. That’s really all I can tell you.”“Is he here? Can I see him? Please?” News that Hannigan had resurfaced made her heart leap into her throat. She thought she’d never see him again.Danielson shook her head. “No ... not at this time. I’ll let you know should that change.”“But why? He saved my life, many times! He’s a good guy!”Danielson narrowed her eyes. “Good guy ... Bad guy ... not much distinction. I thought I was going to freeze my ass off this past winter."I was glad she hadn't frozen her ass off and I was glad she hadn't hitchhiked south.We took another hike in the afternoon. I had at least partially recuperated from this morning's hike, but we knocked off after about an hour.We spent most of the afternoon just lying around and talking. Really we were just getting to know each other. I wasn't too surprised to learn that Sam had been a straight 'A' student before her mother came down.