"A woman? Watching you? Watching you do what?" he asked. I chuckled a little. "Well, I was feeling horny, so you know, since you aren't here to satis...y me, I had to do it myself," I said, trailing off at the end. "So, you think someone came in the house to watch you masturbate?" he asked me, making it sound like I'm stupid. "No, it's just, weird things have been happening since you left. First, I thought someone was touching me before my nap, then I wake up ass naked. Then, I see someone in. She told me that I should have fun with Jim. She started telling me that I should know that Jim does not like to use condoms and said that he always told her he can't feel anything with them. Maybe I should have told her I prefer to feel a guy cum inside of me without condoms anyway, but I told her thanks for telling me. I wondered if she knew Michael asked me not to use anything while I was fucking Jim?When the guys came back, I was whispering to Michael about what Denise and I were talking. I eagerly agreed to the terms of absolution.Then Father McNamara suggested that I return after the Confession sessions had ended and meet him in his office for Family counseling. It would be after normal hours, but he felt the need was important, and he would make an exception for me.Promptly at nine PM, I knocked on his office door and heard, “Come in.” I slowly opened the door and entered the office of Father McNamara.Father McNamara was sitting behind his desk, and he said, “Stop in the. Zero. I never went anywhere without a condom.” He looked over at her. “Why are you asking these kinds of questions?”“I’m curious,” she said. “I’ve never been allowed to be curious before. Now I feel like I can be. I have hundreds of questions.”“Hundreds?”“Okay, dozens.”“I see.”“Does it bother you when I ask them?”“I’m just flabbergasted that you would,” he said.“I feel safe with you,” she said.“Good. That’s my job.”“I don’t mean that way. Well, I feel that kind of safe, too, but I meant in.