In the dimly lit confession booth, a long-haired brunette woman with messy hair sat quietly, waiting for the priest to begin. She had come to the church seeking solace and guidance, but little did she know that she would find something much more carnal.
Father Thomas, a man in his late forties with a ruggedly handsome face and piercing blue eyes, had heard many confessions in his time, but none quite like this. The woman’s voice was soft and sultry, invoking feelings in him that he had long suppressed.
