I'll grab a few things and be down in a few minutes.”“Great thanks”“See you then!”I ran round the house grabbing a few tools and then jumped... into my car to drive the mile to Amy's house. Amy was then a curvaceous 16 year old, her arse wasn't small and tight but it was a fantastic shape and moved hypnotically as she moved. From the few times I had seen her on the beach I knew she had a little belly podge, but a fantastic set of boobs and some lovely long legs too. Her eyes were a pale blue grey. Though only a few years older than Michael, Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey had been fast-tracked for advancement. Michael knew that it would be another 15-20 years before he would be considered for a Monsignor’s promotion. Though they weren’t particularly close, Michael had a good working relationship with the Monsignor, actually admiring and respecting him for his obvious devotion and the depth of his knowledge, having had the benefit of a Jesuit education before himself turning to. Oh yes, she indeed was smiling hugely and quite knowingly, therewas no doubt about it. She finished with the one napkin and took anotherand crumpled it in her hand and this time instead of wiping any wet spotproceeded to reach into my shirt stuff it into one of the bra cups.My embarrassment now reached a level I had not known could exist. She wastouching me beneath my bra. But there were other emotions welling up aswell. Here I was helpless before two women and each of them was nowcontrolling. ." Fertility ritual?" Oh yes." So your offer comes with..." A c***d... yes." And marriage?" Yes..." And it's tonight or never?" Yes..."George reached out and took Patty in his arms, lifting her off the ground and crushing her against him."I should take that as a yes then?"They both began to pull George's clothes from him as the drums beat louder and faster. Once he was also nude, Patty backed up slightly to take in the sight of him. Her thoughts turned to a statue of Adonis, the raw god-like.