”“What was your object?”“Uh, a pair of shoes.”“Nice. Can’t wait to see what you came up with this time.”“Me too,” I said evenly.�...What’s the plan tonight?” she asked.“I don’t know. What time do you have to be home?”“No particular time,” she said. “I told my folks I was staying at a friend’s house.”I laughed. “I think everyone in the whole town is staying at each other’s houses. Hopefully no parents decide tonight is a good night to catch up on the phone. But I guess we’ll play our set and then. I don't believe we want to take a chance that we'll be overheard." the monk said as he took her hand and led her into the darkened church. She followed him wordlessly, a sinking feeling in her stomach. She was sure he was going to lecture her about tonight and, probably, about yesterday as well since he seemed to know something about that. Had Father Murphy told him?The office was dark, except for the light from the stairway that came in through the transom. The monk directed her to sit on the. Rachel lifted herself up against me, put her hand at the back of my neck and drew my head down to her heaving breasts, drawing me down to the enlarged nipples that were standing out so proud, “Kiss my titties Barbara, suck on the those nipples and draw them in your mouth, be the first girl to taste my tits and to suck my nipples, be a good little girl Barbara and please Aunty Rachel, you don’t mind calling me Aunty Rachel do you, it sounds so intimate doesn’t it my little Barbara.”I fondled her. But there was no way we dared start a fire in a building in the middle of a city with so much high explosive warheads lying around. If they went off, they might easily level several blocks in radius and kill hundreds of innocent people.Well, we had found what we really wanted to know, so it was time to leave. We retraced our route and were picked up by Martha. On the way home, we told her what we had found. We ate our late supper and went to bed. We would hunt for a solution tomorrow.The next.