He kept sucking till I was soft. As he helped me down he asked who was better, I said you sir. He smiled and pat my butt. I said I was tired and went ...into the tent. When I woke up, Joe was gone. I came out and asked where he was, Mr. King said he went for more wood.I came over and sat on his lap. He hugged me and kissed my cheek. Joe came back with his arms full of tree branches and dropped them next to the fire,and said let's go exploring again, I said sure. We walked down the trail a little,. . It will be like opening Pandora's box, Sister. I will be tortured forever. I can only release him safely into... No, Sister. I must find someone who is not pure and innocent... I can't ask you to." and intentionally, he didn't complete the sentence."To do what, Father?" the girl asked, as if on cue. "I want to help you. Let me do it, sir. Please?" Oh, no, Sister Susan. I must find a woman of the street.a prostitute. I will renounce my vows and find a prostitute. I can ask her to do it." Let. I feel you take a deep breath before your hand suddenly twists into my hair, causing my neck to arch backwards. I stifle a cry as your teeth close around my nipple, sending out luscious tendrils of pain through my body. Silken heat floods my core as your tongue swirls to sooth before finding another place to torture. Your lips graze up to my neck where you tease before biting into the tender flesh.“Good boy...” I moan, unable to keep my hips from rolling into yours. I try and steady my. Sophia could only hear one half of the conversation."Hello? Hi Christine. No, I'm OK. I'm healing. Yeah, they caught the guys. No, I'm fine. Well, I don't think we're going to make it to Worlds, I'm still pretty beat up. Yeah, we'll see. Yeah, I love you too, skate babe. Talk to you later." He hung up the phone. "That was Christine Arsenault. How did she get my number?" I gave it to her," Sophia told him."What? Why?" Because she wanted to talk to you." Well, I didn't want to talk to her. That.