. that either they didn't believe they needed redemption, or that they believed they were too bad to be redeemed."It doesn't matter who you are," he s...id, "you need to be forgiven ... and you can be. And when you are, it's a new start, a new life."At the end, as everyone trooped out, Zoe headed in the opposite direction to the altar-rail where she knelt. Unsure of what to do, I sat back down in the pew. The Vicar emerged from the vestry and saw her there. He crossed the chancel and knelt beside. Sally moaned into my mouth, her tongue launched a sweet invasion. While our mouths mated she managed with one hand to open my belt and zipper then when my cock was free standing she shifted around until she could bend over my lap. Just as her lips kissed the end of my erection I looked into the mirror and saw the back of my daughter’s head over Zac’s cock. My daughter was giving him head while his daughter performed on me.I was living one of my fantasies about the sexy sixteen year old girl.. . Look at those legsssss! ... I'd love to getmy hands on those! ... Heheheheheheheh." Though I slept, I got nocomforting rest.Slowly, I began to wake up, half aware of what was going on. For thebriefest of moments I convinced myself that it was all just a horriblenightmare. I felt sure that once I awakened fully I would find myselfwhole again. As I came to, I became aware of a building pressure deepwithin me, familiar, yet different. Popping up off of my back I lookeddown. There, with horrid. It was during a break from the dancing that Agnata got talking to one of her work mates, Mary.They talked about lots of different things and the drink kept being bought and drank.After a while Agnata,jokingly, asked Mary how she should go about getting confession as she was Catholic and she had a lot to confess.Mary and Agnata laughed about this but then Mary said something which Agnata found very strange.Mary suggested to Agnata that the nuns at St.Vincents convent,near where she lived, .