She had not said anything to anyone yet, dreading the moment and only nursed it in her own mind, where it lay so great it had gotten so she could thin...k of little else. Each time she started to bring up the subject she would always think better of it and held her tongue, delaying once again. But now, there was no putting it off.She felt at odds with the conflict between wanting to remain with her companions where for the very first time in her life she felt wanted, needed, loved, and true. Mom solved that quickly with a fast trip with Shelly to the new Bon Marche. There was no discussion and no debate. Shelly would have a new dress and that was final. Shelly had learned not to argue with my mother. As I heard from them later, the two walked out of the department store giggling like a pair of schoolgirls. Bags loaded with two new dresses, two blouses, several pairs of nylons, undergarments, and two pair of shoes. Shelly was going to look like a modern young woman if mother had. She was healthily lean and with her lean fingers she combed her loose hair very often.She was wearing brown colour tops just covering her boobs which were in perfect size and shorts, showing well amount of her voluptuous thighs. I was looking at her sexy thighs and slender legs. It aroused me. Another important thing that made her look sexy was that her glass. She looked sexy by wearing glass. She didn’t do any extra work to look sexy as she was naturally sexy. There was an oomph factor on her. He imagined that he had just serviced Monsignor Tobias, his boss from his last posting, and the good Monsignor was reciprocating by sucking Lester off, as he had often done. SPURT! SPURT As Father Lester's dick squirted he opened his eyes so as not to miss the bowl. He knew better than leave a mess in Father Leary's private bathroom.He flushed before walking into Leary's office. Leary was dressed and sitting at his desk. Father Lester didn't know how to start but he had news for the old priest..