'The pleasure of men and women being thus proved to be of the same kind, it follows that, in regard to time, there are nine kinds of sexual intercours...e, in the same way as there are nine kinds, according to the force of passion.There being thus nine kinds of union with regard to dimensions, force of passion, and time, respectively, by making combinations of them, innumerable kinds of union would be produced. Therefore in each particular kind of sexual union, men should use such means as they. The endorphins soothe my emotions, make me more rational but it’s too late now. I must see this through to the end, to the point where Father Patrick is going to soothe some other part of my body with warm nectar.I can imagine him using me and it’s not the thought of his manhood taking me, it’s the thought that I know he cannot resits my body and will feel guilty afterwards. That he has somehow broken some oath to his God, despite his sermons to the contrary.It was his preaching that started me. He was tall and looked like he worked out a lot, much more than I did. I am 5’4” tall and kinda lean; more of a tennis player than weight-lifter. I was feeling very vulnerable."It was an accident. I'll get back to work now."“No. I got a new job for you."I looked into Javier's eyes for the first time."What?"“ You know what. Come into the office."“ But-," Now!" he demanded. I thought about making a run for it. Maybe I could make a run for it while his pants were still down around his ankle, but. Daughter over, it was exactly what I least of all needed. Of course, I knew that sooner or later I had to face it and tell Anita everything, and after I'd told her all I could do was to hold my breath."I think it is time to introduce her to her father. Don't you think so?" Anita added, as if she needed an excuse to have her own daughter over."Oh... Well. I leave it up to you to decide. What are you going to tell her?" That you are her father." Just like that?" Oh, I'll tell her that we met and.