Father Flanagan slowly woke up as the morning light crept through the bedroom window. His head hurt. He looked around. That's not my dresser, he thought. And this isn't my bed. Where am I? Turning, he saw a woman lying next to him, on her side, facing awa...
Maria stood before her son's bedroom door. She held her fist up, ready to knock. She paused, a tiny twinge of guilt crossing her mind. For the last two months, she had spent every Sunday morning draining Matthew's balls, helping him to relieve his raging...
Maria knocked on her son’s bedroom door. “Matthew! It’s Sunday. Time to get ready for Mass.” Without waiting for an answer, she swung the door open. Matthew was lying on his bed, naked, sporting an enormous erection. “I’m ready for you to help me get read...
Maria knocked loudly on her son's bedroom door. "Matthew? Wake up! You have to get up and get ready for Mass." Matthew's muffled voice came through the door. "I'm not going to Mass, Mom." Maria's eyes shot up. We'll just see about that, she thought. She w...
The shopping trip hadn't gone the least bit how I'd planned. Half of the things I wanted were out of stock, so I had to use second-rate substitutes. Also, the scanner in the checkout lane barely worked, the doors opened so slowly I ran my cart into them,...
“Shit!” Mel said when she saw the figure of a nun waiting at the entrance to the Chapel. “Do you think she saw us?” “I hope so,” Emma said. “Pleasure is always so much more satisfying when you rub it in the face of someone who’s denied it to themselves.”...
The headmaster, Mr. Fuller, did not understand Emma Newell, the girl currently standing before his desk and staring down at him with her large, innocent blue eyes. That was wrong for a start. Over six years in a Catholic girls’ secondary school should hav...
Conrad clicked the lighter shut as he took a long drag of his fifth cigarette of the day. “Are you sure you want to do this? Like really sure?” “They don’t call it a calling for nothing, North.” Conrad North and Peter Kjellsson were sitting outside this f...
I was raised in a Roman Catholic house and went to Jesuit parochial schools from 1st grade until I graduated from college. The college as a small, private, college out east in my hometown. It was suitcase college, meaning students typically went home ever...
He wore a paisley shirt. The nun watched as he ate his hot dog And as he took one bite, squirted mustard all over himself He swore loudly as if his voice was just loud Unable to whisper The nun fingered her prayer beads under her habit, The other hand...
It was Saturday afternoon and like every Saturday around this time, Katherine Jennings was headed towards Master Black's house for their usual "session". She had been going there every Saturday for the past two years now, and she looked forward to each v...
Mama was in the kitchen making breakfast the morning after my first sleepover. Smells of citrus and cinnamon permeated from blueberry muffins in the oven. Apple wood bacon sizzled in cast iron amalgamating with maple syrup and brown sugar. She was juicing...
Catholic girls are always the worst. Or the best, depending on one's viewpoint. All that genuflecting and pre-marital sex is sin indoctrination. No masturbation. Kneeling, worshipping higher powers. It takes its toll on their behaviour. Such a furtive hot...
None of it made any sense.Her one true love was the Lord.Who did this random guy think he was, traipsing into her life, captivating her with friendship, then tantalizing her with something more?She could not even.Early that morning, seated on her threadba...
None of it made any sense.Her one true love was the Lord.Who did this random guy think he was, traipsing into her life, captivating her with friendship, then tantalizing her with something more?She could not even fathom it.Early that morning, seated on he...
