The partial nudity I had shared with our friend had turned me on quite a bit. I had never been a very sexy dresser or anything like that so I was surp...rised that I had enjoyed it. My husband had also liked it and I had a feeling he would want me to repeat it at some point.A few months had past and we planned a short trip to Cancun, I was looking forward to a nice relaxing time but my husband kept talking about the topless beaches. I was not at all crazy about walking around topless but I also. “Oh, no, I didn’t even think to call Rance.” Digging through her purse, she latched onto her cell phone only to groan in frustration. “No signal. Crap, he must be worried sick, too.”Noticing the confused expressions around her, she tried to explain. “His first wife died of cancer a couple years ago and then, last year, he was almost killed while on vacation in Hawaii. He ended up losing part of his leg in the process. I sure hope everything’s okay, because while his life does seem to have. When he saw her he looked startled, but made no comment. He was a tall, spare man with thinning hair, older than Molly but not, she thought, old enough to be her father."You don't seem in the least shy about your duties?" he asked."Sir?" was all that Molly could think of to say."The lack of underclothing," he explained."Oh. Monsignor Flavin did not say I was to wear any, sir."The visitor made no comment, but walked over to the drawers and took out the statue of the man's penis. Molly had not. When he got in the car he hoped she wouldn't notice his bulge.. He tried covering it with his hand as he drove. But Janice noticed it and she could feel the dampness in her panties. They arrived in Miami and checked into the hotel. The conference did not start till the next day, so they had the rest of the evening together. Michael asked Janice," Would like to go to a special restaurant tonight for dinner?" "Yes I would." "I'll come by your room around seven." Janice got to her room.