Not that Father Mahoney had not done his best to deserve such things; he was hard-working, going above and beyond the call of duty. He had noticed, an...d worried over, the absence of four of his regular church goers. His inquires had been ignored, and even his letters had gone unanswered. He had gone to the Thompson home to see what was up. In the week that had passed since he had been ordered out of the Thompson residence, he had fretted over his loss of temper, over his failure to provide the. As I walked back I made sure again that James didn't notice that I had made a phone call. He had paid the bill while I was gone and we left right away. "Gimme the keys!" I ordered. "Why?" Just give them to me. I have a little surprise for you," I said and grinned mysteriously. He didn't need another answer. He was trusting me. I drove us to a building in the red-light district in town. James was obviously confused. I stopped the car in front of fancy strip club. He looked over. "Don't tell me. The way the muscles move on his large hands and forearms, the way his pants hug his butt while he makes the bed, and especially the way he would glance at you every now and then with his caring, smiling eyes. You can’t resist this man, you feel so deeply for him, you walk across and surround his midsection with your long, silky arms, hugging him tightly from behind. He looks over his shoulder and smiles, ‘You hungry?’ ‘In a manner of speaking,’ you respond, pressing your cheek to his. I started to make a few excuses about why we hadn’t gotten married but she shushed me. I wasn’t used to being shushed – certainly not in my own home. It felt shocking and painful – and yet I was curious now what she was talking about enough to hear her out.My cock wasn’t hard but I was sitting on my balls and I gently touched and adjusted myself.“No touching yourself!” Elaine’s eyes flashed with anger and she looked at me with scorn. I felt guilty – like I had been caught trying to masturbate..