By Lee Todd Lacks
Molly lives right down the street, The nicest girl you'll ever meet. Yet, Molly has a strange obsession, that keeps her going to confession on Friday nights, at half past three, she waits till Pastor Bill is free. He always seems a bit uncertain as Molly slips behind his curtain. Molly's tongue gets tied in knots as she tries to quell her impure thoughts naming each obscure transgression she always gives a false confession confiding in the handsome priest who lifts her spirits, to say the least Pastor Bill can't help but grin as Molly overstates her sin knowing she has done nothing wrong, yet all too happy to play along Her Penance brings them both delight "Please don't spare the rod, tonight?" Molly fails to feign distress as she swiftly lifts her frilly dress when punishment is freely sought, Molly likes her Penance hot. The pastor tries to sound severe as Molly presents her naked rear so he can make her bottom glow and light her fires down below. The Sisters of Saint Mary Clemence cringe as Molly pays her penance They cannot keep themselves from guessing "What on Earth is she confessing?! She comes here each and every week. Just listen to that poor girl shriek! When Pastor Bill is late for Mass, he takes it out on Molly's ass!" An hour later, she steps outside and rubs her wounded rear with pride as she wipes away a wayward tear, you can see her grin from ear to ear!
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