A priest with his flock traveling north ministered to Delia. He convinces Delia to divorce her wicked life and follow him into the ministry. Their Del...a found salvation. For ten years Delia served the ministry faithfully. Slowly she removed all the wicked emotions as she focus totally on the ministry.On this day we find Delia stand on a busy street in Tijuana. A steady parade of street hookers litters the street. Delia however is dress in full habit attire hiding every inch of her body.. Mom had provided me with basic support through law school, but I could not have survived without the substantial supplements Roberta had provided. At this point, I was reluctant to ask her for even more money.I looked for research assistant positions with law firms in the city, but the hiring season was over. In the end, waitressing was the only job that fit my short-term requirements and gave me the flexibility to continue studying for the bar exam. I applied for a job as a cocktail waitress. "I can't take any more of your sweet pussy or I'll explode."She really did look tired. "I want you to fuck me." Alright," Ivy said, with that devious look she was so good at. She sat up, reached over to the desk that sat near the bed, and grabbed a green strap-on dildo that had been lying on it.Kayla was already in position on the bed, laying domicile with her legs spread open as Ivy fastened the dildo around her round, supple buttocks.Her chest was poked out, and she seemed proud as she looked. "Stuart! Guess who just called?" she said excitedly.I left her so she could talk privately with my father. All was well - for the moment. Yet again, love had prevailed over anger and animosity. Or... no, love did it, not me.Pearl sat next to me in the noisy cafeteria of our high school. She leaned to my ear and whispered, "I want to kiss you silly."I chuckled. "Go ahead." Later, when we're alone," she said, her eyes twinkling with happiness.Years ago, I'd started the bad habit of classifying.