“Can I help you?” I asked.“Father Tim?” came the tentative reply.“Father Tim has been transferred. I’m Father Edward.”“Do you know whe...re he went?” Her voice was deep, husky, that of a middle-aged woman.“I’m afraid not. I can hear your confession if you’d like.”"Well, if you really want to,” she said as she launched into a litany of sins, most of them carnal in nature. I must admit, I did find her confession titillating. “Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has only been a week since my last. "You wanna see how excited that hot bubble butt gets me in them panties?" he said, in his deep voice."Yes!" I whispered.O sat in the chair and unbuckled his pants, pulling out his big thick cock and balls. He indicated, with a twirl of his index, for me to spin around. I do not know what come over me, maybe it was the mini bar taking its toll, but I was overcome with lust, I wanted to please this big strong man and I wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him. I turned my ass towards him and. The deal was struck, and she arrived the following evening. I BBQ'd steaks, and we sat and talked until almost 2 A.M. I got her settled in her room, and went to bed thinking how gorgeous she still was, and how we seemed to be able to converse freely. I had coffee and a light breakfast ready when she entered the kitchen, and my eyes widened as I took in the way she looked. She was 42 with shoulder length brunette hair, fair skin, large opal eyes, and like the rest of the sisters, had at least. Later I discovered the area covering personality and cognition. Part of this was damaged but Jón was not here. I tried keeping the hearing active while I worked but this slowed me down a great deal and had to just come out once in a while to check myself.As I worked on Jón's body I found a great many more injuries. The burns were serious and in his case very extensive. This would lead to infection which I was now fighting on a limited scale because I was not sure of what I was doing. Jón had a.