“Well this is it,” she said pointing to her door as she rummaged deep into the depths of her purse to find her key. “Would you like to come in f...r a bit?” “That’d be nice,” he smiled. They both stepped out of their boots and rested their coats in the closet. “Just make yourself at home, you can sit on the couch if you’d like.” He sat at the closest edge of the couch so he could watch her in the kitchen. Her delicate little body was so tempting, he wanted nothing more than to grab her hips. I ran to the kitchen and quickly readied dinner for my Master. Fr. Curran sat at the head of the table. As I served him a soup to start he fondled my stocking clad legs. His hand wandered up to my bare skin and lightly pinched me. It took all my concentration not to spill the soup. "Bring me some wine girl," he ordered. I quickly obeyed his command. As dinner progressed so did his carressing of my legs, thighs and bottom. I was served his dessert of sliced banana and strawberry yogurt when. More

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