He returned to the backroom and pulled out his phone tookpictures of the exterior. He carefully photographed interior pageswhile questioning his real...ty. It flew in the way of what he understoodof the world. He left the congregation to go to the library to findanswers. He ran into the Heller's and their changes the most dramaticso far. Janice Heller's belly protruding slightly her nipples displayedwith damp spots. Her husband's curvy appearance took him off guard. Ittook Kevin a minute. Then she just stopped dead in her tracks looked straight ahead and said nothing. I though I’d pushed the limits too far and that the next three hours were going to be long and awkward. “Do you know that I have never played with myself in front of anyone, ever, not even Bill? I have sort of hinted around at it a couple of times but he’s not interested.” “Really? Fuck, I would be all over that. I’d love to watch you cum. I think watching a girl play with herself is way to sexy.” I knew this was. Then, with this done, all that remained was to coax a dry hickory fire into life.I stroked the nun's tunic, angry at myself and annoyed at my weakness, consulting my conscience and it beat me for these thoughts. Christine also stared at me accusingly, and I felt her eyes searching my face, exploring my contours and my hard duplicitous features.Not that I owned any pig's fat or hickory, or even a horsehair brush ... but I couldn't help but imagine them and her..."Please, monsieur. You want my. Shit, stop that, he told himself.His mom's soft skin, her breathing and the murmurs all seemed different, like they were telling him something. He stepped closer, remembering the night he had actually pressed his boner against her body. When his hands worked forward on her shoulders, her robe loosened and opened more. He could see her amazing globes moving around, no bra. She made no effort to secure the robe and if it kept going her nipple would be exposed. No mother would let their son see.