" The blond said."What did you just say?" Julian asked with wide eyes locked on the screen.There was no way she could have heard him."Of course I can.... That's what I do here. I make your fantasies come to life. You could call me a hostess of sorts if that suites you." Katy said.Julian was started to get a little creeped out because of this."This isn't fucking happening. I'm dreaming and I need to wake up." Julian said changing the channel only to find her on that one too."This isn't a dream. As Mass moved agonizingly along, we children prepared for communion by attending the rear confessional one by one. Dutifully, I ducked into the dark curtained booth and spoke into the cloth shrouded grating that separated me from the priest, whom I could dimly see and whom I knew immediately to be the kindly and unflappable Franciscan, Father Edward.Dutifully, I contrived a suitably penitent voice. Dutifully, I recited the same repertoire of sins I usually confessed and for which I was truly. His sentences ran concurrently but he was a known rapist. In prison rapist and child molesters are the most despised of all while the bank robber and the murderer had some status. True to the detective's work they had become butt buddies for all the hardened inmates to butt fuck and give blow Jobs too. One inmate had knocked all of their teeth out so they could give better blow jobs.A few days before the party was to take place, I went to the prison to visit with my former co-worker. He looked. "What the heck, for what they're paying, I guess I can get used to it,"she joked, "Although it is a bit of a pain in the butt!"Later I saw Patty's point when I was given a choice of long, whitecotton nightgown with a blue ribbons threaded through the bodice or aknee length pink nightgown, also in cotton. I doubted that Patty andLucille would have such choices!I got a wake up call promptly at six thirty the next morning telling meto shower; my wardrobe consultant was on her way to help me.