Blinking back the woman instantly knew what it was but was still taken back by it.It was a goat man, a satyr.“FREE! Finally, free after… How many ...years has it been? Oh who cares, who’s up for some fun? Do people still eat, drink and fuck with wild abandon anymore or is that taboo again?”“You’re a… A…”Turning to look at Zatanna, the Satyr leered over her figure before brushing a strand of hair out of his eyes like a male model putting the moves on her. “Well hello beautiful! You in for a bit of. Jason stared straight ahead at the stained glass window.Indeed Friar Anselm was getting a certain enjoyment out of watching Jason lowering his trousers and white shorts and submitting himself to the Friar.Friar Anselm could feel his penis stiffen under his habit,a familiar feeling,especially when it came to punishing boys in his study at the Monastery.Friar Anselm had spent many years battling with his own sexuality as a Friar and a man,he remembered the long nights in his room becoming erect. The caravan pulled away.As the ambulance pulled around to the back of the house, John opened the back door. Once the driver backed the ambulance to the door, Ed exited and hugged John, happy to see him.“We are home at last!” he said.“Happy to be here? Or are you happy to be out of the ambulance?” asked John with a smile on his face. The two men hugged like long lost friends.The trip from Los Angeles to the Carter Clan home had definitely pushed Dr. Hayes to his limits. He was ready to burst by. ’ She sat straight up, and looking me in the eyes, asked, ‘Do you miss Mommy, and does it hurt when you think about her?’ ‘Yes,’ I truthfully answered, ‘But it doesn’t hurt as bad as it used to.’ ‘ You loved her very much,’ she sadly asked, ‘Didn’t you?’ ‘I still do,’ I replied smiling, ‘But as long as I can look at you, I’ll always have a part of her here with me. I’ve always told you how much you look like her.’ ‘I know,’ she smiled, ‘Uncle Bobby and Aunt Sue say the same thing, too.’ Then.