I am so pent-up. My parents thought sending me to do charity work for the church would set me straight, but my desires are out of control.
When I go into Father Stone’s office, it’s with the hopes that I can calm my need by myself. Instead, he catches me with my hand in my skirt, my blouse tugged open.
I can’t stand it anymore. I need a man to teach me my place, and who better to trust with my fertile first time than my parish priest?
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