My name is Father Francis OReilly and everything you are about to read is absolutely true, as told to me by parishioners in my flock!!! The confessional box is one of the final places on the face of the earth where you can pour out your heart without fear of retribution or exposure, and I believe for this reason more and more people are forsaking the "communal forgiveness" that is bestowed each week during regular Sunday Mass and opting instead for the much more intensely personal experience of sitting down in a tiny dark room with hands folded and head bowed, and confessing to a Priest before God!!! I personally find it amusing when I read in the liberal press that the sexual revolution is dead, because it has been my experience that that not only is it alive and well, it is proliferating and growing exponentially in the very heartland of America!!! So, dear reader, with out further or do, these are my stories!!!!
Amadas Confession Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned in the eyes of the Lord!!! Tell me my child, what it is you wish to confess!!! I have had impure thoughts about the young man living next door to me, Father, and no matter how much I try, every time I see him, well, its too embarrassing to even repeat out loud!!! Impure thoughts are indeed a sin, my child, but actions of course speak much louder than words, and since you didnt act on you thoughts, please say ten Hail Marys and go in peace!!! I-Im not finished with my confession, Father, I-I did act on my terrible thoughts, Im so sorry!!! Oh my, please tell me then exactly what happened!!!
I saw the John, thats his name, carrying groceries into his apartment, and he seemed to be struggling so I offered to help him get them into his kitchen!!! I am very ashamed to say that I purposely pressed up against him in an attempt to arouse him!!! Please continue, my child!!! Well, uh, he seemed a little hesitant, but I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants and sucked his hard penis into my mo... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
