On the way home I stopped off at the liquor store and bought a six pack of Coors, my favorite beer. Usually I had no beer at home. I wasn’t much of ...a drinker, and besides I didn’t like the example it set for my kids. We had a small wine rack, and we kept a few bottles of hard stuff in a cabinet in the living room, but that stuff was all pretty much just for show. I didn’t like the real drinking stuff, like beer, out around the kids. See what a good dad I am?I drove on home. Took my beer and put. Our by now very wet and dreaming female photographer roused herself from the pew and her erotic reverie. She thought the large church was just the ideal desired background for the great priestly wisdoms and admonitions soon to flow from the expected sermon...surely including stories of Christ on the Cross and possibly including the juicy part: of the involvement of Mary of Magdala and Christ...how they loved to lips kiss and cuddle... but excluding the hidden Biblical stories of their. She cursed her stars. He stood up, kept his hands on her head and pulled her hair.In one sudden motion, he brought her nose close to his penis. She could smell his manhood. His musky scent filled her nostrils up. She cringed. He groped her breast to make her submit. He said, “The more you resist, the harder it is going to be for you, Ruhi”. She had no other option.She mumbled, “Yes Master, I will do whatever you want. Please don’t hurt me.” He now had Ruhi exactly where he wanted her to be.. "Oh no, she's what? Fifteen?" he feigned concern while gloating inside. His plan had worked. He'd gotten the mother and the daughter pregnant. This was his crowning achievement. "Did she tell you who the father is?" He already knew the answer or she wouldn't be talking in a normal voice; she would be screaming at him."No, she won't tell me. She says that they're in love and want to get married." Is she going to keep it?" I don't know. I just told her that she's too young to have a baby or to.