He was beating me but this time I fought back but I lost control. I don't know what overcame me! And now he's dead, lying there in a puddle of blood! ...Oh, God! God!! Please, tell me what I'm going to do!!" she started sobbing uncontrollably now and shaking all over.The young priest thought hard and long about what she had just told him. He sighed deeply. It was very distressful to hear such a story. Most of the time he just heard confessions from the older folk in the parish, very faithful. Cooling, tickling drops ran down the side of my chest. Then she fell asleep lying on me. She was heavy, but eventually I fell asleep too.In the morning she was most of the way back to the old Faye. She followed me down to make coffee, in her thin, short robe, and then to and fro between the cupboards, kettle and fridge. She wasn’t embarrassed at her dependency, and I took care to encourage her with smiles and fondling.“Your hair’s grown,” I admired it. Straight, brown, down to the bottom of her. A commercial break interrupted the movie. I put my book down.“I’m about to be kissed, ain’t I?” he asked with a grin.“If you can stand it.”We started kissing. I started unbuttoning his pajama top.“Uh, Lena...”“I touched you there last night, Jay. Just wanna look, okay?”“Uh, what if I tried that with YOU?”Sanity kept me from just peeling my top off right then and there, but I’m trying to proceed slowly. I got his chest exposed, dragged my fingers through that curly hair, got moans from him.. I stood in the elevator, listening to the music...not noticing the glazedover look in my eyes.That night at the club, I danced and drank heavily. I dunno, the beat justkinda, you know...it just gets to me. And watching all the girls and guysdance is fun too. The drinks were getting to my head though, and I had aurge to show off. I climbed up into of the dancing cages, and put on agyrating sexy little show, which got a lot of hoots and hollers from theguys. Which made me smile. I liked making.