Buchard put the bundle of nails into Peters hands again. You are a priest. Peter started. How did you know? I know. Im not a priest anymore. They thre...w me out. Buchard chewed on nothing for a moment. That should be all right, he said. But you should not tell anyone else what you once were. Why did they throw you out? I slept with women. And men, he almost added, but didnt. That was bad? They thought so. Buchard seemed to accept that, and left. It was another cold night. Buchard was right, Peter. Her nipples were erect, standing out firmly. “Lick them, my little pig.” She ordered, “I bet you already visually licked them earlier.” I had never been ordered around like this by a girl, and yet it was a huge turn-on. Earlier I had just felt embarrassed at her having noticed me observing her, but now I was almost cumming in my pants at her telling me what a filthy sexual animal I was. I lapped away, licking and sucking her wonderful titties, oblivious to the world around me. “Did you. .. I thought of Amber in hers. Eleven times... a beer... and another. Sleep came... or at least unconsciousness on the sofa.I woke early with the curtains still open. I looked like I'd been up all night. I felt bad, really bad. My head was an explosion; my mouth like I'd been licking a sumo's wrestler's dirty crotch strap. Crotch? I was half way through my coffee when I remembered Amber. My stomach sank even as other parts of me rose. I felt better, sharper already. As I did every time I. I never knew if what I suspected was the truth until I was told about you and I just want you to know I’m okay with it. In fact I’m more than okay with it, I welcome it and if it’s the truth I don’t know what to do about it…us I mean…my feelings for you and my desire to be with you. ‘When I told Ellen you were in transition she just looked at me and said, ‘Well, I guess that’s the end for you and me then.’ She knew me that well and what had been missing in our relationship and you were what I.