While I admitted my fiancé liked kissing, I confessed truthfully, it was he, not me who drew the sex limitation line before marriage. With the marria...ge date confirmed, I was okay with his sexual urges but my fiancé’ insisted I remain a virgin until we met on the altar.The priest gobbled it up. He was convinced, I was a good Catholic girl; my fiancé did love me and we were “behaving” before marriage. He respected my fiancé, ’even though Protestant by my telling the truth in confession after. If he had passed the picture on, so what? It was nothing worse than a few embarrassing days, having to explain her mishap. But no, she'd compounded things by destroying Kevin's phone and then trying to break into his parent's house."Come on miss, I want that phone," he ordered, dragging her back to reality.Their visit into town drew some odd looks from Kevin's peers, prompting Chloe to try to keep a couple of steps in front or behind to disassociate herself from the teen geek. But Kevin was. We kept up with each other, so her private number was on my cell. I told Helen to work the numbers Francine had provided til she got her in person. Twenty minutes later the three of us were conference calling. My part was purely for introductions. After that, I barely managed the proverbial edgewise word. Given that Francine has a high school education and Jo is an Ivy League PhD, the two sound surprisingly alike. It got worse. The longer they talked, the more the similarity grew. Sheila was. Holding the stinky wad of dirty panties in place with one, hand he ripped off a piece of tape with the other and smoothed into place sealing her pouty lips. Two more strips were added to seal off any intelligent sounds Ana could still make.Christian did his part and picked up the wooden paddle and refreshed that just spanked burn his position at the side of the bed.CRACK! SWAT! WHACK! SMACK!The paddle swats began to fall on Ana’s upturned ass. The bound girl brown hared girl shifted this way.