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Tracy nodded. “She’s telling the truth, Pastor Ryan.
You’ve got to believe her.”
“They were naked in the house and my daughter was
rubbing this girl’s privates.” Mr. Kelly shouted, shaking off his wife’s restraining
hand. “What else could it be but the work of the Devil?”
Lorna started sobbing.
“They were in your house?” Pastor Ryan asked.
“Yes. In Lorna Mae’s room. And they didn’t have on
panties. Sitting in front of the mirror, touching each other in immoral sin. Can
you imagine that, Pastor? Can you imagine such sinfulness?”
Actually, yes, Pastor Ryan could easily imagine it.
The image of two pretty young pussies woke his cock right up.
“I must get to the bottom of this,” he said.
“Yes, that’s why we came to seek your spiritual
guidance. This is the Devil’s work and I can do nothing, but you are a man of
God.”
“Hmm.” Pastor Ryan noticed the girls’ anxious
expressions. “You said you had a reason, Lorna. I’m going to need to know that
reason. I can’t help you without knowing.”
“I…I can’t,” Lorna cried. “Not in front of…of them.”
“You’d rather your parents left the room?”
Lorna nodded.
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