So he let me hug him, and I...hugged him as long as I could...and as close as I could. I guess it was too close.” Her voice, which had so far been fairly steady, began to show signs of strain. “I guess it made him uncomfortable, and he was trying to kind of push me away, but then I...I tried to kiss him, Father. I did kiss him, for a second...and I thought...” She hesitated for a moment. “I thought...he kissed me back, just a little. But then he pushed me away. He pushed me so hard I almost fell over.” Her breath was beginning to sob. “He yelled at me, Father, and told me to get out of there. He had me transferred to a different class the next day..” A tear was trickling down her cheek from under the mask. “And he never spoke to me again. If he saw me he’d pretend I wasn’t there. But I still think about him all the time.”She spread her hands beseechingly and said, “Do you see why I couldn’t go to regular confession with this, Father?”“Uh...yes. I...I do indeed, child.” . Sitting on the couch with her blouse open and her bra hanging loose and her skirt up to her waist was Rosario. Sitting with her, one hand on her right tit and the other inside her panties was a man who wasn't her husband. They hadn't noticed me yet and Rosario moaned out as the man finger fucked her:"No fair, I need something too."The man stood up, dropped his pants and stood in front of Rosario with his cock inches from her face. She giggled and said, "That's more like it" and leaned forward to take the cock in her mouth and it was then that she noticed me. Her face turned ashen and she jerked back from the man. He said, "What's the matter" and then he saw where she was looking and he turned and saw me."Who the fuck are you?"I didn't like his attitude or his tone of voice so I said:"I'm the guy who is going to tell her husband about the two of you" and I turned and went back into the kitchen. On the way I heard Rosario say:"Damn it Roger, why did you have to talk to him that way. All.
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