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   “ – well, Monsignor, what a surprise. ” Red clad lips turn up, her curiosity peaking at the sight of the man. She was sure that he had things to do – yet, here he was, standing in the doorway of her office. What could he possibly want?

Send me ‘✍’ and I will draw your muse horribly on MSPaint

[ The priest uncorks the nearest wine bottle with a clink and places it onto the table ]

  “Oh, but you do know 

what I am talking about, 

Timothy and you know 

that you liked it as much 

"Of what cost?" 

Growled the monsignor.

"Of my loss of virtue?

Oh I certainly did not

"Come on father, 

let’s go for round two." 

Mary whispered, with a 

blink of an eye she was in 

back of Timothy and placed

one of her hands down his

pants.

"Come on..You and

I both know how much

[Timothy snatches her hand before it reaches unspeakable areas..]

Not today, Satan. Not today... Let us play a game first...