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“Lord, I beg for your absolution. Every weekend for the past two years I have gone to Felicity Coniston’s bed and repeatedly broken my celibacy vow. I am weak. Flesh and blood. When she pushes her body up against mine, need takes over, and I impale her with my manhood — self-sacrifice furthest from my mind. If my life ends today, I implore you to consider the good work I have done in the parish and take m…
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🦋 Marie A. Rebelle
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Oh my, what a delicious confession!
🦋 Writer of raw, open, honest fact & fiction - always about life. | Owner: Serial Stories & The Patient's Voice | Editor: Tantalizing Tales 🦋
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