In the dimly lit confessionals of the local church, Father Thomas heard the sins of his flock. But on this fateful day, he would be the one committing a sin.
A young woman, with long blonde hair and small, perky breasts, entered the confessional. She wore a fishnet bodysuit that left little to the imagination. Her age, 18, was just barely legal, but her eyes held a mischievous glint.
“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” she said, her voice husky and seductive.
