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 The Vicar - By J.Arthur -
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   Andrew a newly appointed apprentice deacon, is broken in by the priests
wife.  Then there is no stopping him as he discovers parish ladies are
eager to please, including his mum as head of his newly appointed vicarage
after his dad dies.  Not to mention a couple of parish lads, plus his
involvement with the local Druid cult.  (MF, MM, rom, con, preg, occult)
   ***
   It's Sunday morning service again.  We're into the third hymn, I stayed
in the pulpit after delivering the lesson overlooking the congregation.  I
had a strong, not real deep, baritone voice, which was reverberating
through the old sixteenth century blue stone church...  My church, having
been in residence for almost a year.
   The small choir out front, with some planted in the nave, sounding like
angels as Wilma the organist and our council treasurer, belted out the
accompaniment to 'Praise the Lord' as we led the congregation through the
hymn.
   I was pumped up this morning, there was a new member with her new baby
in her arms sitting in the pews.  A woman I remembered helping in a crisis
not long after I first arrived here.  I smiled as I looked her way to
receive a shy smile with a blush in return.  That was the second new member
in five weeks.  Life was looking up for this congregation.  Yes I was a
relatively new vicar being my first year in my second parish since I
graduated and my first appointment.  There was fifty seven worshipers
attending this morning, the numbers were slowly rising.  God it was good to
be alive.
   My mind wandered as I remembered my first parish assignment as an
'apprentice' Deacon in a well established semi rural part industrial parish
under a vicar getting on in age.  His name was Father Bob, I came to love
that man as he taught me the refinements of church and parish working life.
I spent almost ten years there learning the ropes under their guidance.
   Yes I said 'their', as the vicar's wife, Ruth had a huge responsibility
almost as great as her husband's in the parish workings.  This was an eye
opener to my novice mind to find his wife was as busy as he in the day to
day running of the church and parish.  What really amazed me was she had
raised four children along the way.  They had all left home being married
now, Ruth still finding time to visit her grandchildren frequently.
   I smiled at the thought of her...  Mrs.  McKenzie in the third pew on
the right, thought I was smiling at her, smiling back as images of Ruth
flashed through my mind.  You see, she was my very first at the tender age
of twenty two.  Till then I was convinced I was going to be a bachelor all
my life.  I put even more into my singing as the images of Ruth and I
bumping into each other as I went into the church office come vestry, when
she was coming out.
   Ruth had just brought our washed and freshly ironed robes in, ready for
the next day's services.  I had the job of putting the finishing touches to
Bob's sermon for the next day as he was out doing work in the parish.  We
had colliding in the doorway hanging onto each other after, not willing to
let the other go.  I had not deliberately set about to seduce her, well not
then anyway.  She was so willing though as she held onto me holding me
close against her body.
   I think what tipped us over the edge was she reached up lovingly stroked
my cheek.  The barriers were suddenly down.  We were kissing passionately
there in the dark office like there was no tomorrow.  To my surprise Ruth
was grinding her groin hard against mine.  I had the hardest erection I
think I had ever had as an adult to that point, I was sure she could feel
it against her crutch as she ground against me.
   Being a novice about sexual matters, Ruth was taking the lead.  I felt
her hand grasp my erection through my pants making me groan loudly with
pleasure as she worked it up and down.  I distinctly heard the office door
click as she must have pushed it shut with her foot.
   I didn't care as I felt my zip slide down as her hand worked its way
inside dragging my erection out through my shorts and pants fly.  I could
feel the cold air on my groin as she worked my shaft up and down
masturbating me.  Never had any girl handled me before apart from my mum
when she washed me in the bath when young.  I had never had a date as I
never seemed to get on with girls or go out being shy to have the nerve to
ask.
   Mum kept pushing me when I was younger, but I never jumped.  You see my
mum was my rock.  The only woman I could relate to and loved.  I would have
been perfectly happy to have spent my life with mum looking after me as I
grew up.  With her, I felt completely warm and comfortable.  My thoughts
turned back to Ruth.
   I don't know how but we worked our way back round to the front of the
desk where I more or less was sitting on the edge as we kissed and fondled
as I now had her breast in my hands squeezing them feeling the hard nipples
poking through the fabric of her blouse and bra.
   Before I realised she was kneeling down as my hands slipped off those
two wonderful Mamore's as she went lower.  I gasped looking down to see
Ruth sliding her mouth down over my erection to her hand as I felt that
hollow wet warm feeling for the very first time in my life.
   Ruth was standing up again still with my erection in her mouth as she
was bending down over my groin as I looked on amazed as she stood up higher
as she took her hand off my erection placing her hands either side on my
hips grasping my belt tightly as she slid her head down on me as far as it
would go.
   I felt the sudden tightness as she balked as it went deeper.  I lost it.
I suppose you could call it an explosion but in truth it was a violent
stream that seemed to last for ages as my organ squirted a long stream of
fluid down her throat.
   Ruth was choking and spluttering as my body streamed into hers a second
time.  She held me down tightly as I began to get weaker at the knees as I
finished.  Only then did Ruth lift off.  There were tears in her eyes as
she coughed and coughed to clear her throat.  I could see my sperm
dribbling out her nostrils like a child with a runny nose as she grabbed a
hand towel from the clothes pile she had brought down to the office.
   I held her steady as she buried her head into the towel blowing her nose
hard.  When she surfaced I guided her around against the desk propping her
against it in my place as she calmed looking at me.  I smiled again as I
remember what she said.  "Jesus Andrew you almost choked me to death with
that monster and hell did you give me a load and a half."
   I looked flabbergasted as I steadied her.  I had never experienced a
women before.  This was well beyond my understanding as she blew her nose
again as she continued to cough her throat and lungs clear of my sperm. 
Slowly she recovered as the coughing became less as she regained her
composure.
   She looked at me smiling when she could talk apologising.  "Sorry Andrew
I'll do better next time." I couldn't believe my ears as she looked down at
my still open fly.  She became concerned as I followed her gaze.  There was
white cum stains all over the front of my trousers where she threw up
through her nose.
   "Take them off Andrew, they need sponging." She reached out unbuckling
my belt as I felt my pants slide down my legs then realised as I looked
down she had taken my shorts with them as I felt the cold air of the office
around my groin.  I stepped out of my clothing as Ruth crossed to the basin
damping a corner of the towel sponging my pants front.
   Leaving them hanging over the chair back she came back to me reaching up
around my neck drawing me to her kissing me tenderly.  I was still in shock
as I felt her hand slip from my neck then felt her hold my semi-erection
again.  I groaned as this time I slipped my arms around her shoulders
holding her tightly to me.  It had been a fantasy of mine since I arrived
in the parish to have sex with Ruth.  I know she belonged to Bob, I was
feeling as guilty as hell but for a middle aged woman her body was still
fantastic taking me to a world I had never before ventured.
   She drew away saying.  "Come on Andrew darling, Were not finished yet."
I felt her tug on my erection with her hand as she backed to the desk
pushing aside the clothes turning around she slid her bum up on the surface
lifting her skirt one handed to her waist where I was amazed to see she was
wearing no underwear as she lay back onto the desk opening her legs wide
drawing me in aiming the head of my erection at her wet and swollen vaginal
lips.
   I positioned myself in between her legs as I watched her hand wrapped
around my shaft aligning my head with the opening of her dripping labia
lips sliding it up and down to get the head slippery.  "Push Andrew
darling, push." I pushed.  I had dreamed of such an event in my life one
day and here it was, yes I didn't care if she was someone else's wife, I
pushed.  Fuck, I felt myself slide half way into her body.
   Ruth grunted loudly as I was not sure in pain or pleasure till she
gasped loudly almost yelling.  "Fuck Andrew ram that fucker into me and
fuck the shit out of me." I was shocked as I had never heard Ruth swear in
the short time I had been with them.
   I did as I was told grabbing her hips as I braced myself pushing hard as
Ruth grunted with my effort.  "Fuck Andrew, drive it into me as hard as you
can." I did as I felt it go home as I was hard against her crutch.  Fuck it
felt just magic.  In my wildest dreams I could not have imagine the
feelings of a woman's hot wet vagina clamped completely around my erection.
   "Now pull it out slowly Andrew." She demanded.  I was not sure if I had
hurt her so I pulled out slowly.  It seemed to go on forever as I slowly
came out.  "Stop." She demanded, I did.  It still felt good with my head
still inside her wet warm tight vagina.  God this was unbelievable.  "Now
don't come out any further than that, understand?" I nodded my head as she
smiled saying.  "Now fuck the shit out of me with that fucken great sausage
you horny young ram."
   Well what could I do.  Yes I had seen porn videos...  One of our
assignments while studying for the priest hood was a study of the subject
of porn as we would come across it in God's work.  I had found it
fascinating that the church had a library of disks to study from.  I seem
to remember that the disks on child porn seem to be continuously out on
loan.  It didn't worry me that much as I was content to watch mother son
subjects.  Where I began to first realise I had an attraction to older
women, especially my mother.
   "Now fuck the shit out of me Andrew, make me scream till I faint.  I
started in as I heaved right back in slapping against her thigh.  "Harder
Andrew." She demanded." I did.  Fuck I was going harder than I ever
imagined.  "Fucken harder you shit, fuck the shit out of me." She demanded.
   Fuck I was going harder as I felt her reach down lifting her legs as she
drew them up with her knees pressing against her breasts with her arms
holding them there tightly, she was fully exposed to me as I grabbed her
shoulders from the top then I really let loose.
   "Harder Andrew, fuck the shit out of me." I did as best I could as I
thrust in deep and hard.  I could feel the end of her vagina, her cervix
not that I knew what it was then as I pounded right inside.  I was getting
close as I could see she was groaning with every thrust.  I must have been
getting red in the face as she screamed.  "If you cum, keep fucking me."
   I climaxed.  Not as hard as before or as long but I drove in hard
spurting strongly as she felt myself pulsing as she was trying to squeeze
the shit out of my erection.  "Fuck me harder." She demanded.  I did.  All
the way through my climax as we became really slippery on my fluid as she
groaned and moaned to my deep hard thrusts.
   To my surprise I was getting excited again, climbing towards my next
orgasm.  Her hole was sloppy now not as tight as at the beginning.  My cock
didn't seem to care as I ripped in and out of her.  "I'm getting close."
She shuddered as she suddenly released her legs as they lifted out and
around me to clamp around my waist as I could feel her heal down the crack
of my arse as I pounded in and out of her as she began lifting going ridged
as I felt her clamping me stronger with her vagina.
   Fuck she was bringing me on again as I felt her stiffen further.  "Fuck
me Andrew." She screamed as she went solid, arching up as I pounded deep
and hard.  I blew into her strongly after the fourth lunge as I rammed deep
and held there as I pulsed and pulsed till I had nothing left.
   It must have been a full minute we were frozen in stone as I could feel
her vagina walls rippling my now slowly shrinking erection.  I was so
disappointed it was over as I started to pull out.  "Hold still inside me
if you want to do this again?" I held still.
   Ruth pulled me down on top of her as she wrapped her arms around me. 
"That was your first Andrew?" I could do nothing but nod.  "Thank you
darling, that was one of the best I ever had." She giggled adding.  "You
cum like a dam fire hose.  Pity it can't do any good, but thank you
darling." I grinned with pleasure at the compliment.
   I took the opportunity to lift my left hand squeezing her right breast.
She cooed approval as I squeezed harder.  "Here let me." She slid her hands
in under my chest as I lifted as she undone her blouse then unclipped her
bra.  Suddenly she came loose and there they were loose and free for me to
play with.  "There Andrew knock yourself out." I did.  I lifted my hands to
grasp her 36 D cups one in each hand.  God I was in heaven as I felt my
penis swelling.
   "That's my boy." Ruth crooned as I felt her vagina walls grip me harder
as her nipples were as stiff as erasers.  Dam she was fantastic as I sucked
one nipple rolling my tongue around it.  I had watched plenty of videos
remember.  "Fuck Andrew your getting hard again." I was too.  I could feel
it pushing slowly back into her love tunnel as it expanded.  It was just
the best feeling I ever had.
   I sucked harder as she cooed with excitement.  She was stroking my hair
with a tenderness which surprised me.  "Oh Andrew darling, I'm going to
teach you everything." She groaned as I nipped her nipple till she groaned
in pain.  "Fuck where did you learn to do that?" I looked up grinning. 
"Porn." It was her turn to laugh saying.  "Let me guess, the video library
when you were studding for the priesthood?" I nodded.  She laughed again.
"You boys never change."
   I was getting tight inside her again with her clenching her vagina
around my erection.  "Now gentle this time Andrew.  Slow and gentle." I
began moving slowly till I was lubricated properly as I pushed deeper. 
Then I slowly pulled out as Ruth groaned with tenderness.  She was tender I
realised as I slowly pushed back in as she groaned.  I was pulling out
again as she gasped with pain.  Tell me when you're getting close Andrew."
   I nipped her left nipple in reply, I had worked out that turned her on.
"Andrew, slide your hand down between us and rub my clitoris to get me
excited.  And you better learn good." As I felt her hand take mine
directing it to her stiff little organ.
   She jumped as I began stroking it gently.  "A little harder Andrew. 
That's the boy, just up the sides not on top." Her body shuddered as I felt
her vagina clamp me tighter.  Dam she might be twice my age but she was
certainly something special.
   I was pushing in and out faster now.  Man I was in heaven again, as I
felt her body stiffening under me.  "You getting close Andrew?" I shook my
head as I felt her hand slow mine down.  "Try and gauge my excitement. 
Match yours to mine so we can come together." I really didn't understand
what she meant.
   I could feel myself getting excited getting closer as I felt Ruth work
my fingers a little harder.  I felt her body react as she arched her back.
She was clamping me hard now as I stroked in deep then right out then back
in.  This was heaven or as close as I figured I could get.
   Ruth stopped my fingers rubbing her clitoris as I guessed she was real
close.  I pounded in and out faster as I felt my excitement building.  I
gasped out.  "I'm getting close." She worked my fingers hard on her
clitoris.  "Bite my nipples." She gasped as I did her bidding.
   Too late I was cresting as I felt my erection spurt a weaker pulse into
her then another and another.  hHer body was slowly reacting to my
manipulations.  I had stopped spurting, and shrinking when I felt her cum.
   I realised then as my penis was shrinking that this was not easy as I
popped out.  We cleaned up at the wash basin.  Well Ruth cleaned us up as
she explained some things to me.  While I was with them she would teach me
everything about sex.
   If ever Bob was away we would get together.  She would not wear panties
most times.  I was to take her in my arms and fondle her then when excited
make love where ever we were.  On the floor or on a chair or sofa.  Even in
the church when the doors were locked like now.  She preferred the basement
in the house.  The laundry was down there.  I smiled at the thought of many
times bending her over that washing machine, pushing into her from behind.
   My worry was of Bob.  I voiced my concerns as Ruth placed a hand on my
arm explaining.  "Look Andrew.  Bob reached his menopause very early in his
life.  We now have sex only one way.  I give him blow jobs.  He can still
climax but he can't get hard.  You will learn in time there are one or two
women from the congregation who look after him as well.  Bob understands I
find my sexual gratification with the resident Deacon which Andrew is you.
Now we never talk about it or tell about it, you understand.  Things go a
lot smoother that way when everyone is happy, especially me."
   I nodded understanding.  I had heard rumours of priests having elicit
love affairs with their widowed parishioners...  Yes married ones as well.
This was the image I masturbated to at times.  Why the hell get married
when the church was supplied with women that craved love and affection.
   From the first day I was here I observed one of the helpers touch and
squeeze father Bob's hand.  I smiled at the affection of the woman.  I had
noticed her eyeing me off now when I was in her presence.  We had never
been alone so far, I had seen her talking to Ruth as they both watched me
working.
   I was becoming aware of the tight knit group of volunteers who spent
their free time working for the church.  I was also aware father Bob would
stroke their arm when talking to them or hold their hand.  If he thought I
couldn't see, he would stroke their faces or hair.  It was certainly an eye
opener for a novice.
   It was Ruth again.  "Learn well Andrew.  There is so much to learn.  I
smiled nodding as I looked at her with adoring eyes.  She smiled reaching
out squeezing my hand saying.  "You will do all right Andrew just be
yourself and keep me happy." It was the tone in her voice which made me
realise she was very serious.
   We went back to our duties.  I was changing the list of hymns on the
notice board out front when Father Bob drove into the driveway of the
vicarage.  He came out to me looking me in the eye saying.  "You look
pleased with yourself." I smiled nodding answering.  "I'm happy to be here
with you Bob." He laughed patting me on the arm saying.  "Learn well Andrew
learn well." He was beaming then a frown crossed his brow.  "The next
abused woman we are called to deal with I will take you along.  They can be
so grateful at times."
   He laughed as he strode off towards the rectory.  It was almost time for
lunch as I finished up with the notice board closing the glass front as I
admired my handy work.  I could hear Ruth calling from the front door as I
headed in.
   After lunch the women were due to clean the church.  This afternoon we
were going to move the pews in the nave to clean the carpet beneath.  We
had a council meeting in the office Monday evening where it was decided to
spring clean the church going through the interior from top to bottom.
   I don't know about Ruth but I was totally stuffed that afternoon. 
Father Bob and I lifted the heavy pews aside one after the other while the
women cleaned and vacuumed in between and under.
   Mrs.  Wilson, the one who had taken a fancy to me, wangled it so she was
working on my end.  I had to smile as she kept backing into me bent over
near double, pressing her butt into my groin.  Silly me I was trying to
keep out of her way for half the pews as I held the pew back at an angle so
the women could clean underneath as they were indeed heavy.
   With the second half of the pews I woke up to myself.  By then we were
on our own as the other workers were up in the alter and chancel now
leaving us to finish off the last row.  I looked round to see if we were
being watched as her raised butt, came nearer to my groin.  I let her
settle it where she wanted as she rubbed it up and down blatantly.
   If I hadn't been with Ruth this morning I would be sporting a huge hard
on, I couldn't raise but a bump.  She must have been disappointed as she
tried harder.  In the end I held her rear in place as I slowly swiveled my
growing erection into her rear groin.  She laughed, well it was more like a
cackle as she looked around saying.  "Fancy a bit of that master Andrew?" I
smiled as I held her hips firmly against my groin.
   I reached down lifting her dress up over her bum, exposing her panties
as I boldly ran my hand up between her legs, finding her wet as I rubbed
her pantie covered crutch.  I heard her groan with pleasure deciding to go
further as I looked nervously around to see if we were being observed.
   The coast was clear as the others were all working.  I slipped my finger
under the loose leg of her panties feeling her wet labia lips cushioned by
her wiry pubic hair.  Two strokes before I had my finger two knuckles deep
into her vagina.  She groaned with satisfaction as she wiggled her hips
pressing back on me harder.
   I was astounded she was reacting to my fingers.  Amazed she could even
get wet at her age as I went for her clitoris with my thumb as I twisted my
fingers in her vagina.  She jumped, no, more a shudder as I rubbed.  I
looked around again as I heard raised voices.  Two of the women were
walking towards us from the alter.
   I slipped my fingers from her body pulling her dress down over her legs
as she lent under the pew base brushing the dust with a banister broom as
the women arrived chatting away as I had my back to them.  They were going
to make afternoon tea and would we join them in the office.
   I could see some of the others making their way to the office to boil
the kettle.  They loved to chatter and gossip these women.  Mrs.  Wilson
shook her head saying.  We'll finish off here first as we're nearly done
then have a cuppa with them."
   They went off happily chatting away as I could see the rest from the
alter had followed with Father Bob.  We were alone as I looked down at
Marjory surprised she was looking over the top of the pew seeing the back
of the last woman disappear in the short hallway to the office.  We could
hear the voices reverberate around the church then fade and stop as they
went into the office with the door closing behind them.
   Margery looked up at me grinning slyly saying.  "Kneel down Andrew." It
was an order as I knelt down on the cushion we had for the women's knees
when they were cleaning.  Before I realised she had my fly undone with here
bony fingers pushing into my underwear grasping my erect penis as it was as
solid as a rock.  Boy was I amazed as I felt her bony fingers curl around
my shaft pulling it out.
   I heard her intake of breath when she saw it then without ceremony she
slipped my ridged head into her mouth and began sucking on me.  This was
incredible as I felt her mouth around my penis.  God I was amazed as this
nearly seventy year old worked on my ridged erection.
   I felt her head lift of as she said urgently.  "Keep a watch Andrew."
Then went back to work sucking on my erection.  I realised I had my eyes
shut at the most pleasurable experience she was giving me.  I looked
towards the office as my feelings were running riot.
   I suddenly realised I had not felt teeth looking down to see her cheeks
drawn in tight as I felt myself cumming fast.  I could not help myself.  I
grabbed her head with both hands as I began thrusting.  Fuck I was cumming
so fast then I shuddered exploding into her holding her head firmly on my
spurting erection.  Only once did I hear her balk which was about the
second or third spurt.
   I began relaxing as I felt her swallowing then suck again.  Fuck I had
hit the jackpot here.  I had been here almost two months.  I realised I had
my eyes closed again then opened them to check, there was no one in sight,
all were in the office.
   Margery was sucking the fluids from me swallowing then looked up
grinning.  "There master Andrew we've got a lot more of that for you while
you're here." I didn't really hear what she said till a bit later as I was
concentrating on her wet lips as I still had hold of her head as I reached
down as she looked up kissing her on the lips gently saying.  Thank you
Margery that was tremendous."
   She literally beamed as she began putting my quickly slackening penis
away in my fly then zipped me up as she got to her feet with my help.  I
looked around as I got to my feet then leaned in again kissing Margery on
the lips again as I took her arm as she wasn't too steady on her feet,
leading her down the centre aisle of the nave turning towards the office.
   I ushered Margery to a chair as I announced to the others that Margery
was feeling a little dizzy as I went for the teapot pouring her a cup
before I looked after myself.  Ruth was looking at me suspiciously as I
fussed over Margery.  Then she began a conversation with her as they were
sitting next to each other.
   I sat in the seat opposite Father Bob.  He was surrounded by women all
trying to get a word in.  I grinned at him then caught him giving Ruth a
quick glance as I looked back at Margery who's eyes were on Ruth.  She was
carrying on as nothing had happened.
   I mentally smiled knowing my cum was in both those women's bellies right
now.  To my novice mind I really thought I was in heaven.  It gave me a
strange but pleasing feeling of power.
   One of the other women Sherrill, came across and sat beside me striking
up a conversation.  I hadn't spoken much with her as she asked about my
immediate family, if they lived close by.  Unfortunately my immediate
family consisted of my mother and father.  My father was extremely ill in
hospital being treated for cancer.  I had been going to the hospital an
hour's drive away to visit him and my mother on Mondays.  Father Bob was
kind enough to loan me his car for the day, catching public transport if he
needed to go anywhere himself.
   I had not made the situation with my father public, thinking it a good
time to do so as I was feeling comfortable with the church 'family' now. 
She was shocked upon informing her of the facts about my father.  I could
see the pain in her eyes as her outburst of "Oh you poor boy", attracted
the attention of the others in the office.
   Ruth and Bob knew of my father's plight with Bob praying for him night
and morning since hearing the news.  This started a discussion with input
from all sides as Bob tried to steer the subject back to sympathy for me
and my parents.  As it was I believe, Bob's prayers helped my father, as he
was making a good recovery.
   Dad had lasted nine years before the cancer returned again in a much
more aggressive form.  In fact my mother and I buried my father in the
middle of my transfer from the city to my new country parish.  That was
both a very happy and sad time for me.
   I had taken a fortnight's leave...  Actually the Bishop, over the phone,
had offered me a month but I didn't want some temporary priest taking over
my newly assigned church with my first and I must admit surprise
appointment.
   It was the most bitter sweet fortnight I had ever spent in my life. 
Before I left Bob and Ruth's we packed up my belongings into a wooden
crate. I was amazed at what I had accumulated.  Which would be freighted to
my new vicarage while I rushed to my father's side to be with him and
mother, in his last days with us.
   It was a teary farewell that evening when we stood on the station
platform as Ruth hugged and kissed me like no minister wife should.  Then I
hugged Bob my mentor with more tears as we shook hands strongly.  I had
made lifelong friends here.  We would be in constant touch with each other,
I was sure.
   I arrived at the hospital that night with my two travel bags as I pushed
them under the bed out of the way.  I could see immediately my father was
deathly ill from the last time I saw him, he was going down hill fast.  He
had tubes in his arm with an oxygen tube under his nose, his skin was
almost transparent and he looked nothing like I remember last week.
   Mother was sitting beside the bed on a chair holding his hand in hers.
Her eyes were red with her sockets deeply sunken being dark.  I burst into
tears seeing his condition, I went round to hug my mother as she stood up
holding me in her arms for a long time.  My mother had no more tears to
shed.  I could feel her body against mine relaxing as we held each other
tightly.
   We were finally disturbed by a noise from the bed.  We looked round to
see my father awake.  We went to his side, I on the other to hold his hand
as I smiled through my tears leaning over kissing his cheek.
   My Dad was my hero.  We had been inseparable when I was growing up.  The
three of us went everywhere together.  No boy had as happy an upbringing as
I.  I have no idea what sent me down the career path of the clergy.  I had
a normal upbringing with Sunday school first then church every Sunday
after. My parents weren't church mad and didn't force me to go as many my
age were.  I don't know, it just seemed the natural way to go when I got to
think about careers in my early teens.
   My father got my attention with his week croaky voice.  "Look after her
for me Andrew, you're the man of the house." Well it wasn't as simple as
that.  He had to say it three times before I understood.  I made him a vow
there and then.  "Dad...  I promise I will look after Mum.  I will take her
with me to my new parish, she will be in charge of the Vicarage, I promise
Dad." He smiled as I felt him squeeze my hand weekly, then I felt him relax
as he closed his eyes going to sleep.
   I looked across at mum, she was smiling.  That made me real happy.  I
smiled back holding out my hand saying.  "Come on Mum, we'll get something
to eat while Dads asleep." She was reluctant as I stood up going round the
bed to her taking her arm easing her to her feet, I guided her out into the
corridor.
   I could see mum had not eaten for some time as we went down in the lift
as I held her hand.  I was a little surprised how bony it was.  Yes mum was
getting older but starving herself was taking its toll too.  The hospital
had a fast food outlet embedded where I steered her to a table.  I ordered
large helpings of chicken to get food into her.  She picked at her food so
I deliberately slowed down so she would pick at it longer.
   We stayed with dad till late when the nurse gave him his sedative in his
drip so he would sleep through the night.  I drove mum home.  How she was
driving their car to the hospital amazed me.  We arrived home where I put
mum straight to bed.
   I woke in the middle of the night hearing a noise in the house. 
Thinking mum was up I got up to check on her, finding the house in
darkness. As I went towards mum's room I could hear her sobbing in the
darkness.  "Oh Mum." I cried as I entered her room going round the bed in
the dark, slipping into dad's side as I slid across in the dark.  I felt my
body touch her sobbing body as I engulfed her in my arms as I drew her
spooned into my front.  Mum quietened eventually going to sleep.  We lay
like that for the remainder of the night.
   I woke to the feeling of mum stirring in my arms.  "Are you all right
Mum?" "I need to go pee." She said.  I opened my arms as she slid out of
bed.  I lay there still feeling her body heat against mine.  I don't think
I had slept so soundly for a long time.
   Mum came back into the bedroom going straight to her chair where her
wrap was hanging over the back putting it on as she slipped her feet into
her slippers.  Finally she looked up at me asking.  "What would you like
for breakfast?"
   "The usual Mum." Somehow I felt disappointed as her back disappeared
through the door as she headed for the kitchen.  I swung my legs out of bed
standing up realising I had a morning erection.  'God my mother had felt it
pressing against her.  I blushed crimson, then headed for th shower to get
rid of it.
   At breakfast mum was her usual self considering the circumstances
talking about father wondering how he spent the night.  We were off to the
hospital early.  Mum was sombre again seemingly getting worse the closer we
got.
   Father seemed to be weaker as we settled into chairs beside the bed.  He
was smiling as we took his hands as he recognised us.
   Through the day we would have a limited conversation between his naps.
He had asked about my new parish.  I had to explain I hadn't seen it yet. I
think he understood it was because of his illness.  I did tell him how the
bishop described it to me over the phone when he offered me the
appointment. It all seemed such a rush.  I explained I was told the church
was large enough to seat nearly one hundred and twenty people.  That there
was a three bedroom vicarage which the bishop explained was quite
comfortable for such an old building.
   My father smiled weakly then surprised me by saying.  "Take your mother
to see it." Well again it didn't quite happen like that but repeated it
word by word slowly between gasps of breath through the drugs and pain
before I could understand repeating it back to him as he nodded.
   When Mum was off going to the toilet I spoke to dad.  "Do you want me to
get Mum out of the way." He winked once.  I think he was too weak to nod.
"Which day, tomorrow?" He winked twice.  "No?...  The day after?" One wink.
I just looked at him as he went back to sleep.  The effort had been great.
I sat on the chair hunched over him praying for him as I felt my mother's
hand stroke my shoulder as she came back.
   That evening I made mum eat dad's dinner as I made her eat his sandwich
at lunch time.  I had slipped down stairs for fast food for myself.  Mum
was usually a stickler for eating healthy but this had so devastated her
she was not thinking straight.
   On the way home we had an argument about us going off into the country
to visit my new parish.  She refused to leave father even after I explained
he wanted her to see her new home so we could tell him all about it when we
got back the day after.
   That night I heard mother crying almost as soon as we went to bed.  I
slid into my father's side of the bed.  When mother felt my hand on her arm
she spooned back into my comforting arms.  It took her some time to settle
then go to sleep as I cried silently praying for my father and mother.
   I woke with a start.  Christ what the hell was going on.  I realised I
was climaxing hard.  Jesus Christ I had just had a wet dream.  Something
was holding my erection firmly.  My mother was still spooned into me.  What
the hell had I done?
   "Oh god mother, I'm sorry." I could feel her doing something with her
nightie at the front.  I let her go as she worked her way out of my arms
sitting up on the side of the bed then stood up as I could see her panties
as her nightie had ridden up.  She was holding the front bottom half in a
ball as I realised she had scrunched her nightie where my sperm had
saturated it.
   "God mother I'm so sorry." I tried to work out what happened as I
watched her.  I saw her eyes flick to me in the bed then I realised she
could see me almost naked realising my wilting erection was exposed as I
had pulled the bedclothes back to let her out.  Her eyes had widened as she
looked at my groin.
   To my surprise mother lifted her nightie up over her head still holding
the offending area in her hand as I realised she only had panties on.  Her
breasts were exposed to me as she calmly reached for her robe carrying it
and the nightie off to the bathroom.
   I lay back in my mother and father's bed wondering what had just
happened.  I lay there listening to the shower water running as I went over
it, over and over.  How the hell did my erection get right through between
her legs right up against her crutch?  Did she open her legs letting it in
between as she lay on her side in my arms.
   I was perplexed as I heard her call down the hall from the bathroom.  I
climbed out of bed heading for the bathroom.  She was still there as I
entered with her dressing gown on.  I began apologising again for my
indiscretion.  She looked at me seriously saying.  "We will not mention
it." I looked at her bewildered.  Her face betrayed no emotion so I
believed she was not happy with me at all.
   We could see dad was not well when we arrived.  We held our bedside
vigil as I prayed silently for him.  He picked up some in the afternoon
urging mum to go with me tomorrow to see our new home.  We were surprised
he seemed stronger.  He told mum to go with me to see her new home.  Well
he got his message across to her making her agree.
   When mum went to the toilet I asked dad if he thought he could last till
we got back from our trip.  His answer was two blinks.  I gripped his hand
tighter as I cried.  Mum seeing me wiping my eyes was suddenly wary.  God I
remember that look even today.  She knew there was something going on but
not what.
   That night we were saying goodnight, I went round to mum's side without
the drip in his arm leaning down I kissed him on the forehead then gently
hugged him whispering goodbye.  I rose with tears in my eyes as mum gave
him a cuddle kissing him goodnight as I stood at the bottom of the bed.  I
took mum's arm leading her out into the corridor to the lift.
   That night I held mum's hand all the way home as I drove.  When we went
inside she looked tired as I guided her into her bedroom.  I helped her out
of her coat then as she kicked her shoes off I unzipped her dress then
helped her out of it.  To my surprise she undone her bra in front of me
slipping it off her arms.  Then without warning she slipped her fingers in
the elastic sliding her panties down her legs stepping out of them.
   She looked at me standing there staring saying.  "Come on Andrew you
need looking after, take your clothes off and cuddle me." She pulled the
bedclothes back slipping into her side of the bed.  Suddenly I was in a
hurry as I shed my clothes.  I was down to my shorts when I looked at her
seeing her nod I stripped them off climbing in beside her as she switched
the light off.
   God I was so dam excited.  I slid in behind her as I felt her lift her
head for my arm as I slipped it under feeling her rest her head on my
muscle as she guided my left hand across to her right breast.  Then she
guided my right hand onto her left breast.  I had my arms crossed over her
chest holding her to me feeling her nude body against mine for the first
time.  Dam I was hard as iron.
   I groaned as I felt her hand slide down between us to my groin.  "Oh
Andrew." She gasped as I felt her fingers surround my shaft.  "Oh Mum." I
groaned as I felt her slide it in between her slightly open legs.  She
moved back into me as I felt my erection slide through to her front as she
moved her hand to her front cupping my head against her clitoris.  "Get me
slippery Andrew."
   Sure I was going to get her slippery.  I had almost ten years experience
with similar aged women under my belt.  I moved slowly as I felt her stiff
clitoris pressing against my sliding head as she held it in tight so my
fluids lubricated in between us.  I made little short stroking pushes as we
got slippery.
   God I squeezed her breasts, as I was sliding right back slowly then
pushing right forward to feel her fingers press my head hard against her
vulva.  We were really slippery when she changed position with her lower
body as she cupped her palm over her clitoris so her fingers were down
between her legs to guide my erection up into her body.
   I felt her fingers guide my head as I eased forward.  Her body was
opening as I eased forward again.  She groaned as I pushed.  "Andrew take
it easy you're so big." I began short little slow pushes at her entrance as
she bent a little further forward, having to let her breast go.
   "Oh Mum." I groaned as I felt my head was slowly going in.  I slid my
right hand down onto her clitoris as she shuddered violently.  "God Andrew
your big.  I haven't had anything that big in me since after you were
born." I was surprised then I felt her swivel her hips trying to get my
head in.  Mum groaned again as I felt her move down on me.
   "Dam Andrew get me excited for god's sake." I was shocked at her
language.  I was used to good Christian women swearing their heads off as I
pushed my erection into their bodies.  "Mum you fell wonderful." I felt her
shudder as I expertly manipulated her clitoris as she shuddered again.
   My head was almost in now, as I felt her vagina slowly stretching around
me.  "Oh Andrew." Mum groaned.  "Your what I dreamed about." Fuck I
thought, she was tight for a woman who has had a baby.  The thought flashed
through my mind that if I hadn't almost ten years of sexual experience I
would have blown my load by now as I smiled.
   Mum began shuddering on me as I realised she was climaxing as the
pressure got tighter around my erection.  Christ almighty she was taking me
with her as I strained holding her body against me tightly as I stretched
out arching my back feeling her doing the same as I crowned, spurting deep
into my mother's wonderful body.  I knew in the back of my mind what we
were doing was wrong but my erection was having no such thoughts.
   Slowly we quietened together.  I had wrapped my arms around her chest
again cupping her breasts as I tried to transmit my love to her through the
points of our bodies that were contacting as I suppose she was doing the
same.
   After a minute or two she whispered.  "Your inside me Andrew.  It feels
so wonderful." I realised I was indeed inside, not fully but my head was
well inside her.  When we climaxed it must have slipped in further.  I
began to pull back finding it was stuck a little.  "No.  Leave it in, it's
not hurting now."
   I hugged her tighter as she giggled.  I slid my hand down between us
feeling how far I was in.  "I'm in nearly half way." She wiggled her bum
saying.  "Keep it moving Andrew or it will dry out." She was right.  I
slowly began to move it in her back wards then forward till I was moving a
little freely as I went deeper and deeper a fraction at a time.
   Mum was slowly working her body as I felt her come down a little as I
pushed up.  Oh fuck this was magic, the ultimate sex in my mind.  I
couldn't help it as I was still stiff as a telegraph pole, well it felt
like it, as I was going deeper and deeper till I was pressing hard up
against her bum and then some as I felt her pressing down on me in return.
   Well it didn't take long did it, before I was sliding smoothly from one
end of her vagina to the other with our slippery fluids.  I had my fingers
on her clitoris again as we worked our bodies into each other.
   Mum was bucking more this time really going for it as I pounded her
crutch with mine.  Mum was shuddering again as I rolled us over onto her
front as she lifted her bum for me to get deeper.  She was screaming as I
pounded into her deep shuddering like never before.
   I pounded deeper with uncontrolled passion as I felt her vagina squeezed
me tighter.  "Oh fuck." I cried as I jammed hard into her body exploding
inside her as deep as I could go.
   We were both breathing heavy with our climaxes.  We were both sweating
as I turned our bodies back onto our sides.  I tucked my arms back around
her chest cupping her breasts saying.  "Darling I love making love with
you." I don't know if she heard, then I went to sleep.
   It was the alarm which woke us early.  "You all right darling?" I asked
as I settle from turning the clock off.  She had rolled onto her back with
her arms open as I rolled on top as she opened her legs wide as I settled
down laying my head on her shoulder.
   My limp penis was pressing against her crutch.  There was no morning
glory this morning.  She giggled at my disappointment as we lay there till
I was too heavy.  I got up on my arms above her chest saying.  "I love
making love to you mother." She smiled then I saw a cloud pass over her
face as she was remembering my father.
   I kissed her lightly on the lips then rolled off her pulling her arm to
join me at the side of the bed.  I was on my knees beside the bed as she
slid towards me.  As she went to sit up on the side of the bed I drew her
to me opening her legs as I went in between as she sat on the bedside.
   I knelt in prayer with my elbows on her upper thighs with my hands
clamped in a fist which was my preferred prayer position.  They were
resting between my mother's breast against her lower rib cage as she
wrapped her arms around my head drawing it tightly against her chest as she
Lent her chin on the top of my head as we prayed for my father.
   An hour later we were on our way.  We had phoned the hospital.  Father
had a restful night as we headed for the country.  I purposely had not worn
my dog collar going in disguise in slacks and sports jacket.  Two hours
later we arrived in the little village.
   We parked the car on the other side of the village centre, walking
around the almost deserted streets.  We had lunch at the village park as we
had brought our own not wishing to announce ourselves.  We had purposely
not gone near the church we could see, up on the little rise standing out,
leaving it to last as we could see it across the field with the two story
matching stone vicarage on the back right side in the yard.  It was a
picture.  Built in the middle to late sixteenth century.
   I of course was so excited to see where our future lie.  I held mum's
hand tightly as we walked around the road of the village square, then up
the hill.
   It was no surprise, the church door was open wide in welcome, as we were
in the country.  We stood there on the gravel path looking up at my new
domain.  I felt my mother's hand squeeze mine.  The church was not big as I
knew, with seating for a little over a hundred.
   We entered the threshold into the Narthex.  It was everything I had
dreamed as I stepped through into the nave.  I held my arms out wide,
tuning around and round taking in my house of God.  I looked at mum with
eyes blazing with excitement.  She was smiling so proud of her son as she
watched me stride up to the crossing to the Chancel.  Laying face down on
the carpet spread eagled, offering myself.
   As I lay there in silent prayer a women entered from the South Transept
side door seeing me there on the floor offering myself, waited watching as
I slowly rose to my knees praying aloud as the women knelt to the floor
praying with me also.
   I became aware of her at my side as I puzzled whether it was mother as I
finished my prayer opening my eyes.  I looked around to see it was an older
woman with a bunch of fresh flowers in her arms, kneeling with me praying
with me.  I rose to my feet turning to her helping her up as I picked up
the flowers.
   "Your him?" She stated.  I smiled still holding her hand as she looked
me up and down.  Her eyes were shining as she seemed impressed as I smiled.
"Yes my name is Andrew Hilbrock." I shook her hand still holding it.  "I'm
Beth, Bethany Andrews, I do the flowers for the church, I'm also the
secretary.  Welcome to your parish Father Andrew, we are so glad you are
here." She bent down lifting my hand with hers to her lips, kissing the
back of my hand.  She looked up into my eyes then kissed it again, as if it
was another part of my anatomy.
   I looked around to see where mother was as I blushed looking back
smiling.  Dam I was getting hard.  I felt her squeeze my hand then made her
excuses saying.  "I'll put Father Jamie's flowers in his vase then we will
have afternoon tea in the vicarage in one hour which will give you time to
look around while the other's arrive." I nodded a little stunned.  I raised
my hand for her to stop as I explained.  "This is only a flying visit as my
father is gravely ill in hospital.  We are going back this afternoon."
   Bethany looked concerned as the news cast a visible shadow across her
wrinkled but still handsome face.  She squeezed my hand then heading to the
Gospel, the left side of the church where she emptied the wilting flowers
from a vase on a pedestal, replacing them with the fresh ones.
   I knew Father Jamie was the vicar I was replacing.  He had died suddenly
of a heart attack while out walking in the woods.  I smiled at the thought
and kindness of her with the memory of Father Jamie, I really liked her. 
Bethany hurried out the side entrance I don't think she noticed mother
sitting quietly in the back pew.  I assumed she was going to organise
afternoon tea in the vicarage.
   I inspected the church then the office.  I heard voices outside as
people arrived at the vicarage then it was quite as I finished my
inspection.  Mother was sitting quietly while this was going on.  No doubt
thinking of dad.
   Inspection over I took Mum by the hand heading for the side door and the
vicarage.  We met Bethany coming towards us along the path.  She smiled as
we approached.  I introduced the two women who held hands then Bethany
hugged Mum tightly saying how sorry she was to hear about her husband. 
From that moment on those two women were the firmest of friends.
   She ushered us inside to the lounge room where four women were seated
waiting quietly.  I was surprised.  They rose as we entered as Bethany
introduced the women explaining they were my church counsel.  There was
Margery a cleaner, Sherrill the second cleaner and Leticia who was the
vicarage's resident cook/housekeeper.  Bethany explained there was one of
their numbers missing.  Wilmer Arthur's the organist and treasurer of the
council.  She could not be contacted about my visit, messages having been
left.
   The women seemed to like mum as they took her and myself in hand showing
us the vicarage.  I must admit it was very comfortable.  I was impressed as
donations and a will were made by past parishioners specifically for the
remodeling and comfort of the vicarage.  The top floor looked as if it had
been completely remodeled, the bathroom being the showcase, nothing like I
was used to using, even at home.  Mum was blown away.  My words not hers.
   As we were descending the stairs the last member came hurrying through
the door.  Bethany introduced her.  I liked Wilmer immediately as I shook
her hand warmly.  She was almost my height being on the thin side like the
others.  Well Sherril was a little stocky but the only one.
   I could see mum was happy as the women fussed around us as Wilma and
Bethany sitting each side filled me in on the current situation of the
parish.  It was an average parish doing about average.  The attendance was
slowly declining as it was everywhere but no worse or better.
   We had a very pleasant afternoon tea.  I, I mean 'we' were extremely
happy with my appointment as I could see with mum surrounded by the women
laughing and talking.  I smiled at Bethany mouthing the words 'thank you'
She smiled back as her tongue flicked across her lips.  I blushed but also
smiled.  Christ I was stirring.
   I rose moving round behind mum's chair to hide myself as I placed my
hands on her shoulders squeezing gentle then made a thank you speech to the
women on our behalf.  This did the trick as all thoughts of sex
disappeared, well not till I got mum home.
   All pretence between us was gone now as I smiled at the thought of her
wrapped in my arms.  It was time to depart.  Bethany took me aside giving
me her number getting mum's number with the promise we would keep in touch
daily.  She was staying in the vicarage as the caretaker so I had two
numbers to contact her on.
   We had said our goodbyes, walking down the hill when I heard the organ
in the church start up with a Hymn the tune which at first I was not sure I
knew.  I hummed it in my mind as the words came back to me.  'Come, and Let
Us Sweetly Join'.  I could only grin which got wider as the tune changed to
one I recognised immediately.  'Rise Up, O Men of God'.
   I had not seen mum so happy as we drove home.  The closer we got to home
the more reality set in.  To cap it off there was a message on the
answering machine to come to the hospital as quick as possible.  Dad had
had a turn.
   He was asleep when we arrived just before eight.  He stirred eventually
smiling when he saw our faces as we held his hands.  Mum told him about our
day with a graphic description of the vicarage and church in that order as
she told him about the warm welcome we had received from the women, he
smiled at her enthusiasm.  I felt dad relax as he went back to sleep.  The
monitor on the shelf made a lie of that as it began chirping shrilly.  Not
being a stranger to death, I realised dad had slipped away quietly.
   The nurse came rushing in to switch the alarm off then check Dad's vital
signs.  Looking up then shook her head.  "He's gone." She informed us. 
"The doctor should be here shortly.  Say you're good byes now while there's
time." She suggested.
   I think it was the longest drive home that night.  Neither of us said a
word.  I held mum's hand all the way as she was silent.  There was nothing
to say.
   It was too late to ring anyone so that would be the chore for the
morning, first thing.  As if by mutual agreement we switched out the lights
going up stairs.  There was no pretence now as we stripped naked on each
side of the bed, climbing in together.  Mum cuddled into me as we lay there
in the dark in each other's arms.  I held her tightly to me turning onto my
back.  There was nothing sexual about this as I held her too me as she went
to sleep with her laying half on top of me.
   I woke to find her laying next to me with her head on my arm.  I kissed
her gently on the forehead.  She stirred opening her eyes.  "Good morning
darling." I whispered as she smiled fleetingly then tears welled up in her
eyes as the full force of my father's death overtook her.  She began
weeping so I turned her over on top of me again as she cried her heart out
in my arms.
   It was ten o'clock when we showered together then I made her breakfast.
I was on the phone by eleven.  My first call was to the undertakers.  I had
prearranged the funeral so there was nothing to organise except to give
them the go to pick up my father's body from the morgue when it was
released.
   The funeral was organised for Friday.  Father didn't have many friends
or relatives with most being close by.  I was happy to have it next week
but the funeral home had next week booked solid.  Mum agreed so it would be
this Friday.
   I began ringing people.  The first was Bethany, she was so sorry about
my dad informing me she would be on the bus to catch the mid afternoon
train to be with us representing the parish at his funeral.  Asking if
there was accommodation close.  I protested telling her we had a spare room
and she would be more than welcome to stay with us here.
   In truth it was a lie, a little white one.  My room was the only one
available.  I was not using it now sleeping with Mum.  I would sleep on the
spare mattress we kept in behind the wardrobe in mum's room on the rare
occasion we had guest sleep over on the living room floor.  Oh well, it
wouldn't be for long.
   I worked my way down the list.  Mum was lost with not having to go to
the hospital trying to do knitting while I was on the phone to relatives. I
made dinner for us as mum dozed in her chair.  It was a bit before eight
when I received a phone call from the station.  Bethany had arrived.
   She was waiting outside where I had indicated.  I loaded her case noting
she had brought a larger one.  I assumed she had packed for any
contingency. I got the largest hug from a stranger I ever had.  Dam I was
getting hard again there in the dark.  I picked up her case sliding it in
the back seat as she had gotten in the front.
   Bethany bless her heart didn't say a word.  As we drove I explained the
timing of the funeral on Friday with the latest information I had from the
funeral home.  Then I explained she would be sleeping in my old room as I
would be keeping my mother company tonight as I had forgotten to set the
spare mattress up in the lounge room.
   Her reaction was not what I expected.  She put her hand across on my arm
squeezing it saying.  "Andrew, that is what I would expect from you. 
Looking out for your mum, make shore she is looked after before thinking of
yourself." There was a pause then she added.  "Andrew you look after your
mum properly now you hear.  She is a mighty fine woman and I'm sure she
needs her son now and not a word shall pass my lips." She squeezed my arm
again then didn't take it away.
   We were quite for a while as I felt her rub my arm occasionally.  I
didn't mind, I wasn't even embarrassed.  I was grateful for her presence.
Father Bob had wanted to send one of his women up telling him my parish
women had organised someone already.  He laughed and laughed down the phone
then sending everyone's love and wishes.
   Bethany slid her hand in my arm as I carried her case through the door.
I ushered her in where she removed her coat giving it to me as I carried it
and the case upstairs to my room.  I could hear her talking to mother in
the lounge as I came down.
   "I'll get changed June, then I'll organise things.  I won't be a
moment." Bethany smiled at me as she headed upstairs.  I went to mum giving
her a kiss on the cheek as I reassured her.  "She will keep quite." As I
could see the concern in her eyes as Bethany went upstairs to find her room
as mum realised our bed wasn't made.
   Bethany came down wearing a worm house coat with slippers.  Before I
realised Bethany was in the kitchen filling the sink with dirty dishes as
the kettle boiled.  I don't know how she did it but shortly there was a cup
of tea in mum's hand and one by my chair.  "Vicar, may I ring the vicarage
to let them know I arrived safely?" I nodded as Bethany went to the phone
just inside the lounge door dialling the number getting Margery.  Their
conversation was short as she hung up turning to mum saying.  "Everyone
sends their love and best wishes for tomorrow."
   Mum smiled as Bethany stroked her arm then went out into the kitchen
where we heard dishes rattling in the sink with water running.  I went out
to help being told to to look after my mother.
   It was almost ten when Bethany finished in the kitchen.  Mum had gone to
sleep as Bethany gently shook her awake, taking mum up to bed.  I waited
for her to come down which was some time as I read one of the church
magazines.  "Your mum's asleep." She announced as she came to me as I rose
from my chair.  Bethany came straight into my arms holding me tightly as I
put my arms around her hugging her in return.
   Our heads were ear to ear as she said.  "Oh Andrew I'm so sorry for you
two.  She's taken it so hard." We stood there for some time unsure of our
next move.  It was Bethany that made it.  "Andrew You mums asleep.  Don't
wake her I'll look after you tonight." There was a nervous tremor in her
voice as she held me tighter.
   She eased back looking up at me saying.  "Please Andrew." Those pleading
eyes were too much as I drew her back into my arms.  She hugged me tighter.
Before I knew it I was locking up the house with her.  God I had a hard on
as she giggled when she saw the bulge in my pants.  "I hope that's for me?"
I nodded blushing as we climbed the stairs to my old room.
   Bethany closed the door going to her purse on the dresser fumbling
around as I switched the bedside lamp on with the main light off.  She
handed me a condom with a tube of gel.  Then she began undressing me right
down to my shorts with the bulge.
   Looking up at me she knelt down pulling the elastic out as tight as she
could then slipped them down over my erection.  I was blushing crimson as I
saw her eyes widen as she let my shorts go grabbing my erection with both
hands feeling it.
   "Christ Andrew." she sighed.  "That's just magnificent.  The girls are
going to be very happy with that." I blushed deeper then realised she had
opened her mouth as I watched her mouth slide down my shaft as I groaned.
It didn't last to my disappointment, as Beth lifted off.  She had a towel
and hand towel on the bed as she dried my erection as she ripped the foil
envelope in half handing me the rubber.
   I began rolling the rubber down over my shaft as Beth stripped off her
clothes.  I was seating the rubber when I realised she was naked.  Reaching
out she began lubing my erection with the gel then herself as we edged
towards the bed as she drew the bedclothes back off the single bed.
   Placing the hand towel on the bed where her bum would be she sat down
swivelling around so she was straight up and down the bed, then lay down
opening her legs and arms wide to receive me.
   Well I was not a novice, climbing in between her inviting legs I lay
down centring my hips as I felt her hand between us holding me guiding me
with her fingers.  I felt her hesitate for a second as she felt my head
press against her slippery labia lips sliding me up and down as I felt her
fingers open herself.  Then I pushed as I felt her legs lock over mine
opening herself wider.
   God my head went in a little with the first push, as she felt so tight.
Bethany grunted with pleasure.  God she was tight, squeezing me as I eased
back slowly then pushed in further as she forced her lower body up at me.
My head was almost in.  I was applying pressure as I felt my head slowly
side in as Beth groaned as I stretched her body open wider.
   Five more gentle slow pushes and pulls till I was fully home deep in
Bethany's body as she panted.  "God Andrew that feels bloody fantastic."
   We went to town as I felt her body stirring slowly figuring she didn't
need finger manipulation.  "Oh Bethany you're so dam tight." I gasped out
as I felt her getting tighter around me as I squeezed her now solid
nipples. I didn't know it but she was climaxing as she kissed me fiercely,
screaming into my mouth...  Now I knew it.
   I stepped up the pace as Bethany didn't seem to weaken till I couldn't
last any more.  I felt her hands sliding around my bouncing bum then her
fingers slide down my crack pushing in my anus after getting grease from my
pistoning erection.  I felt another as she pushed deeper, forcing me into
her.  I squeezed her fingers tightly with my anus muscle as I exploded deep
inside as her body was arching under me locked solid as we tried to
exchange body fluids but for the condom.
   We lay there panting for a time holding each other.  She was getting
uncomfortable with my weight so I pulled out of her seeing the great hole I
left in her body as I sat back kneeling on my knees between her legs. 
Grabbing the towel she stuffed one end into her crutch handing me the other
end as I pulled the condom off, wrapping the towel end around my wilting
erection.
   We lay together for some time in each other's arms not saying a word.  I
smiled as I realised this is how it was going to be.  Bethany kicked me out
with a squeeze of my slack penis saying.  "There will be plenty of that
later, now go cuddle your mum."
   I woke to find mum in my arms spooned back against me sound asleep. 
Bethany was hovering near the bed carrying a tray with a cup of tea for us.
Which she placed on the bedside table waking mum gently, stroking her cheek
with the back of a finger.  Mum was embarrassed realising Bethany was
there, with me in bed with her cuddled in against her back.
   I assured her when Bethany had gone that Beth had no problems with me
sleeping with my mum and not a word would pass her lips.  I grinned at mum
now we were sitting up in bed drinking our tea as I informed her as long as
I keep Bethany happy too.
   I had told mum about keeping the women parishioners happy from my last
appointment including the vicar's wife when I had arrived when she asked me
if I had a girlfriend.  We were visiting dad at the time talking when Dad
was asleep.  Mum at first was shocked as I assured her it was common but
secret practice keeping everyone concerned happy.
   Mum had been what I considered a normal housewife.  She had no or few
hang-ups I knew off.  Accepting the first gay couple that moved into the
street without batting an eyelid.  Mind you she didn't make them a stew or
anything.  I laughed when dad told me at the time.
   We showered then dressed ready for breakfast.  Bethany had prepared
breakfast as we sat down, the three of us planning our day as we ate.  The
funeral was at eleven o'clock.
   I think mum cried all the way through.  I was never so glad to get out
of there with mum.  I had resided over many funerals with and without Bob
in my time with him.  Now I had a different prospective.  I would never
again drag out the ceremony for my own ends.
   There was the mandatory afternoon tea at our house after.  Bethany was a
real gem.  God I wish she was forty years younger I would snap her up marry
her in an instant and make her pregnant.  I grinned at her as I came into
the kitchen putting down empty cups then stroked her cheek in appreciation.
   I had taken mum upstairs to lie down.  People filling the house was too
much for her.
   That night the three of us sat round the kitchen table deciding on mum's
future.  Somehow it didn't seem out of place discussing it with Bethany. 
In fact I held both their hands as we discussed keeping the house or
selling it.  The three of us agreed we would keep the house renting it so
mum would have her own independent income as the church would only
recognise her as a housekeeper with a pittance of a remuneration.  beside
the vicarage had a housekeeper already.
   I went to bed with Bethany that night with mum's blessing as she was
exhausted.  I suspected she was feeling a little guilty as well.
   Bethany bless her heart, I thought, as I lifted her nightie over her
head to see she was nude underneath.  She helped me with my clothes,
shortly we were both nude.  This time she didn't go for a condom, smiling
as she saw the look of surprise on my face saying.  "I want you bareback in
future Andrew." As she lay down on the bed with her legs open as I could
see she was wet already between her legs.  God that made me hard as I
handed her towels as she slipped one under her bum.
   I climbed on more assured with her this time.  I eased my weight gently
onto her hips first.  I grasp my erection sliding the head up and down her
slit letting it centre at her entrance nice and slippery with our fluids.
Beth groaned as I pushed in slowly till it was too dry to go any further. I
slowly pulled out then pushed in deeper repeating the strokes till I
bottomed deep in her body.
   I lay there on my elbows to keep my weight of her chest as we were
feeling each other's body's.  "You feel dam good inside me Andrew." I
pulsed the head of my erection as she giggled then I felt her squeeze me
with her muscles.  We both laughed then Bethany whispered.  "Father Jamie
was not a well endowed man but he serviced us faithfully.  I hope Andrew
you will do the same?"
   I was puzzled as I caught the 'us' asking.  "What about their husbands?"
Bethany giggled saying.  "Andrew we are all widowed." I was amazed.  "All
of you?" She giggled nodding adding.  "The inner circle any rate, the outer
is mainly couples, with a few widows and divorcees, some have partners."
   I had gone cold as I lay there listening saying.  "Inner circle and
outer circle?" I felt Bethany stiffen at my tone.  "Yes Andrew inner and
outer circles.  Were in the country, we practice the old ways at times. 
The church doesn't cover the old ways so we still practice."
   Bethany went quiet as we lay there with us joined at the hip.  I asked.
"Did father Jamie go along with this?" "Yes Andrew he played his part." She
fell silent as did I as we lay there thinking.
   For the priesthood I had studied ancient religions leaning towards
Druidism, the old Celtic religion.  Here I was right in the middle of
Celtic country.  I was only too aware of how the modern churches had tried
to destroy any trace of the beliefs and practices of the old ways it hadn't
already taken for itself.
   I could feel Bethany squeezing me gently to keep me interested saying.
"Come on Andrew we'll talk later." She encouraged.  I was wary as I began
sliding inside her again.  'Yes later' as I felt her body stir beneath me.
   "Get down lower Andrew so you are coming up into me from the bed, it
rubs my 'G' spot harder...  Oh shit, that's it, that's beautiful.  I began
working into Bethany how she liked as I had an image of her cavorting naked
around a secluded bonfire in the woods.  Hand in hand with other naked
widowed nymphs.
   I was getting harder, as I lost interest in my thoughts concentrating on
the physical.  I found I was coming quickly as I felt Bethany was almost
there.  No wonder I was getting close as I began ripping into her body. 
"Oh Andrew, yes...  yes...  yes." As she arched her body feeling her
muscles squeeze me tightly.  "Bethannnnyyyyyy." I groaned as I rammed deep
spurting strongly.
   We lay there for some time as I felt my erection slowly shrinking.  With
this woman I never ever want it to end.  When she became uncomfortable I
lifted, sliding out as she grunted.  We laughed then cleaned up.  Now
laying side by side with me on my back with Bethany beside me on her side
with her head on my arm and her hand on my slack penis she cuddled into my
side.
   "Now Andrew, you are going to be a good boy and not object at some of
the ceremonies we have from time to time.  Father Jamie was happy to let us
practice some of the old ways.  He joined in as he should have." There was
a silence then she commented.  "Besides it's more fun that way."
   I was shocked at that news as I said nothing laying there feeling her
body against mine.  I was in a quandary now.  This went against the church
teachings.  I would have to report this to the bishop in the morning.
   I went to get up but Bethany held me asking.  "Stay with me tonight
Andrew.  It will be a week or more before I see you again." I lay back
cuddling her tighter going to sleep.
   I woke to that wet warm hollow feeling.  I realised it was Bethany
sucking me.  I just had time to grasp her head forcing my erection deep
before I exploded.  God she was a trooper.  Not a complaint as I spurted
strongly into her.
   She smiled at me as she lifted her head as I watched her swallow then
lick her lips as she explained.  "I'm a bit sore this morning not being
used to your size.  We'll have to practice won't we." She grinned as I did
at her humour.
   I went into wake mum kissing her good morning.  She seemed to be a
little more with it this morning.  I reminded her I had to take Bethany to
the station.  I got dressed promising to take a shower with her when I got
back.  She grinned at me with the promise.
   Bethany went back on the midmorning train.  We kissed passionately as we
said goodbyes on the platform as I wasn't wearing my collar.  I had a tear
in my eye as I could see Bethany wiping hers through the window of the
carriage as it moved away.
   When I got back I showered with mum as promised.  She loved me washing
her body for her.  Especially between her legs as I held her against the
wall giving her a climax.  Moaning and groaning as she hung from my neck
for dear life as I sucked one of her breasts till she came strongly.  "Dam
Mum your cumming harder each time we do it.  She smiled weakly at me as I
held her up.
   After we dressed with mum in the kitchen I placed a call to my superior
the Bishop.  To my surprise Jamie his secretary put me straight through,
normally I dealt with Jamie.  "Yes Andrew, I hope the funeral went well?" I
had reported my Dad's death after it had happened as keeping the bishop
informed as he had requested.
   "Yes sir it's over and done with." "Good, good." He replied down the
line.  "Spend the time with your mum, keep her happy." "Yes sir." I
replied. "I want to talk to you about my new parish sir." "Yes Andrew, is
there a problem?" There must have been an edge to the tone in my voice as
he sounded immediately wary.
   "Well sir," I went on not as sure of myself now.  "It has come to my
attention that there is old religious ceremonies being performed that the
last vicar appeared to sanction." "Andrew stop right there please." That
was his Lordship interrupting me.  "Andrew listen carefully, say nothing
over the phone.  This is what I want you to do.  I want you to take up your
post as normal.  Get settled in, keep your eyes and ears open.  In five
weeks from now I will book an appointment for you here.  You will be
notified, OK Andrew." "Yes sir." I replied.  "Good, now keep your mouth
shut with your ear to the ground, don't talk to anyone.  I'll see you in
five weeks for your report.  Good man.  I have the Arch Bishop on the other
line, I'd better get back to him.  Good by Andrew."
   The phone clicked in my ear.  "What the hell?" I looked at the phone
still in my hand, wondering what the hell was going on.  'He already had
that information', it hit me like a brick.  'What the hell was going on
here?'
   When I had calmed down running it through my mind over and over. 
Nothing I could come up with made sense.  At stake was my new parish.  I
mean some deacons waited there whole life to get a parish.  Here I was
after a measly ten years, sitting in one of the plumpest little parishes
you could ever dream of.  I thought to myself.  'I had better tread real
careful.  There was too much at stake.'
   I settled down spending the next week with mum.  We were inseparable. 
We had gone through dad's things in the end bundling up the lot taking them
down to the charity shop.  Bethany before she left had gone through the
house with us advising what we should take and not as she was familiar with
the furniture in the vicarage.  Mum would sell what she didn't want then
ship what she did to the vicarage.
   I phoned Bethany every night before bedtime to exchange news with her.
Without a vicar in residence there was not much happening in the parish.  I
promised I would be their Monday morning mid morning.
   Bethany was sending Margery and Sherrill to help Mum with packing up
then moving.  I was going to reimburse them their fairs plus pocket money
expenses.  We would put them up and feed them.  I know they would have done
it for nothing if need be, paying their fairs to boot knowing the caliber
of these women.  Well I would have to pay them back some way wouldn't I?
   That Sunday night mum and I made gentle love.  By now our bodies were
adapting to each others.  Mum was nowhere as sensitive as Bethany, I had to
hold back for her to achieve climax.  She didn't like being pounded which
in her words left her cold.  Well let's hope one of the other girls likes
it hot and hard.  Ruth had left me with that legacy.
   We said our goodbyes at the door.  we had made love this morning so I
was a little late getting away.  I was taking the car.  We had shopped up
for two weeks worth for mum and the girls so they didn't have to go out. 
If they did they were in walking distance of the local shops.
   All the way there it was turning over in my mind what the bishop had
said and why would he interrupt a call from the Arch Bishop to talk to me.
Now that definitely didn't make sense.
   Too soon I arrived at the vicarage having drawn no conclusion.  There
was Bethany running out the door straight into my arms hardly giving me
time to get out of the car.  We hugged briefly, taking my cases we went
inside.  Out of sight behind the closed door we got into it.  I pressed her
up against the hallway wall hugging and kissing as I ground my groin
against hers.
   When we settled Bethany informed me she had organised afternoon tea with
the council ladies.  But first she took me upstairs after locking the
doors.
   Bethany groaned as I pushed my ridged erection into her expectant body.
Bethany outdid herself.  Every time we had sex it got better.  God she was
gripping me tight.  We were kissing passionately now as I squeezed her
nipples which given her age were responding.  Never mind they would get
better with use as I pushed up into her hard as she rolled her belly up
where the head of my erection rubbed her 'G' spot harder.
   Bethany was rubbing her clitoris trying to gauge our climaxes together.
I had my hands under her shoulder blades gripping her as I pushed up slowly
as she worked her stomach down over my head as it slid in.  "Oh fuck
Andrew." I was surprised As I hadn't heard her swear before.  She began
shuddering going stiff as I began ripping in and out of her squeezing
vagina.  "Fuck Andrew." she groaned as I pounded in deep then climaxing
myself.  "God Bethany, that was just magic." I panted as I lay down on her
body to love her as she deserved as she drew me tighter.
   We were showered and dressed sitting in the kitchen when Wilmer knocked
at the back door.  She had been shopping by the looks of it with shopping
bags in each hand having walked up the hill from the village.
   We had lunch while discussing the situation of the church and parish.  I
realised I had so much to learn now I was in residence.  All new names with
new faces and situations.  The parish had a diverse community right from
the incumbent lord and lady at the manor, down to the lowest destitute,
living on handouts which were manly druggies and their families of which
unfortunately there were a sprinkling of the modern day curse.
   I would be given a few days grace then required to get stuck in.  My
first appointment would be with his lord and ladyship, the local gentry.  I
understand from the girls is a bit standoffish with his family more
tolerant of the mere masses.  Well I didn't expect to be paying too many
visits there unless to represent one of his Lordships tenants in some kind
of plea bargain or such.
   Then it would be the business men and women of the village plus the
local councillor of which there was one for the village and riding.  Then
the active members of the church I hadn't met yet.  For me to meet the
local farmers and their wives there would be a garden luncheon after my
first service on the coming Sunday held on the back lawn of the vicarage of
which I would be mowing the lawn for directly after lunch.
   The ladies assured me they had everything in hand, things were going
smoothly.  I spent my first two days going through the books checking their
accuracy with Bethany and Wilmer by my side to answer any questions.  There
were some sums of money not accounted for properly to my satisfaction which
was explained away by the fact father Jamie would give to the needy in the
form of food which had to be purchased locally.  This was satisfactory as
the sums were small and to my mind justified.
   If it wasn't the look I detected between Bethany and Wilmer I would have
been at ease.  Both women were staying in the vicarage at present to settle
me in.  I rang Mum each night to check on her progress with the house and
how the two girls were going.  Somehow I always thought of them as girls as
they all were in their late fifties through to their seventies.
   I could only smile to myself.  What amazed me was they got on so well
with each other.  We were getting towards the end of it as there was still
a burial certificate to issue from the last funeral father Jamie resided
over dying before he could make it out.
   I had to see the grave which was in the new cemetery on the next hill to
the east as the church cemetery had filled many decades ago, almost a
centenary ago according to Bethany.
   That night the girls got ready for bed having had their showers sitting
around in the lounge in their dressing gowns and slippers discussing mum's
move to the vicarage and how excited they were at the prospect of having a
woman resident in the vicarage which apart from Leticia the
cook/housekeeper had not happened in a long, long time as the previous two
incumbents were bachelors.
   I was looking forward to commencing my duties.  I was so proud I could
hardly think of anything else when I went to bed after the girls.  I found
Wilmer in my bed as I managed to catch myself as she smiled holding out her
hand as I could see her sagging breast hanging over the bedclothes as she
was sitting up.
   I threw my clothes off finding myself keen for a new conquest.  In the
last ten years I had had a handful of women since my introduction to sex by
Ruth, Vicar Bob's wife.  Now since Mum and I were lovers plus Bethany it
looked as if there would be more in my new domain than my old.
   I could not help but smile as my shorts came down as I heard Wilmer draw
in her breath.  I looked up at her as I made my way to the bed.  I went to
switch out the light but she shook her head saying.  "No, I like it on."
   That didn't worry me as the curtains were drawn.  I slipped into bed
beside her.  Opening her arms as I worked my way across the bed to lay over
her chest kissing her passionately as our lips met for really the first
time.  Sure there had been other kisses between us but nothing serious. 
Just enough to announce our interest in each other the last two days ether
in the church or vicarage, but never outside in public.  As this was a deep
dark internal secret in the Vicarage household.
   We lay there together as we explored each other's bodies.  Her nipples
were hard and I was fascinated with them as I squeezed, tweaked and sucked
those rubbery eraser size glands.  In turn, Wilmer had hold of my erection.
"God Andrew you're a lot bigger than father Jamey.  Be careful when you
push in I have never had anything that big before, use some lube."
   I was astonished as I took it in, stroking her cheek gently.  I didn't
say anything as I knew Wilmer was a widower with no children.  I slid my
hand down between her legs as I felt her open them for me without
hesitation.  She was not as slippery as I would have expected given the
level of excitement we were at as I slid my fingers up and down between her
slit then went to work on her hard little clitoris.
   "Wilmer," I grinned, "I'm dribbling enough for both of us." She did
smile as I eased my body up and over onto her as she opened her legs wider
as I settled in between.  "I want to go bareback to keep you lubricated if
that's all right?"
   Wilma nodded as we settled getting comfortable as I eased my hand down
between us.  I rubbed my head up and down her slit leaking precum as I
asked.  "Is there any chance you could become pregnant?" Wilmer giggled
shaking her head saying.  "No chance Andrew I went through menopause in my
mid forties, I wish I could have your babies though."
   I laughed in reply.  "That would be a little embarrassing.  I could lose
my church." I felt her stiffen as she looked at me.  "But Andrew you have
your duty to perform.  There is at least two village women having trouble
conceiving.  They will be looking to you for guidance.
   I was not as surprised as I thought I would be.  In studies for the
clergy this subject was covered as was a scope of sexual subjects. 
Fertilising parish women was covered with a very strong, be very careful be
discrete message.  The church didn't actually condone it but turned a blind
eye.
   I had eased the head of my erection into Wilmer's entrance leaving it
sit there with the head half in sealing our fluids in as we talked.  I
began slowly easing in as Wilmer gasped as she felt me move.  I grinned
down at her as I had lifted my upper half up on my stiff arms so she could
see I meant her no harm.
   I was gentle as I slowly pushed then poked as we were very slippery now.
I spent about ten minutes poking and prodding to no avail.  "Wilmer I'm
going to try a little harder." She nodded as I lowered myself onto her
chest sliding my arms up under her shoulders for better purchase.
   Wilmer grunted as I applied pressure pushing into her firmer.  Wilmer
gasped as I applied more pressure.  I removed one of my hands sliding it
down between us to her crutch.  She almost leaped off the bed when my
fingers made contact with her ridged little clitoris.  "Oh god." She gasped
as I worked her button harder.
   I felt my head pressing into her harder.  I gasped.  "God Wilmer.  Tell
me if I hurt you too much." I felt her arms tighten as I kept the pressure
on.  I could feel my head was almost in but would not go any further.
   Wilmer grunted in pain with my pressing erection at her entrance.  "God
Wilmer." I panted.  "Are you all right?" "Yes." she gasped as she expelled
her breath feeling me ease the pressure a little from her vagina entrance.
"This is going to take some work." Her face was grim as I lifted my head to
look at her as I asked.  "Do you want to go on with this.  Would you like
to go on to your hands and knees and I'll give you a climax at the same
time.  It might go in easier that way.
   Wilmer was game as I lifted off as she went to get up as I gave her
room. She was blushing as she realised I could see her totally exposed rear
end.  That didn't last long as she opened her legs wider to let me in
between as I placed my hand on her exposed sexual parts.  I smiled as she
lay her head on the pillow arching her back to give me easy access.
   Lining Wilmer up I rubbed my erection head up and down her lips a number
of times milking myself onto her then centred in her entrance.  "Open a
little wider Wilmer, you're a little high." I encouraged.  "That's it
darling, that's perfect as I eased my knees in against her legs.  Now she
couldn't move away as I held her hips.
   I pressed into her as I came straight up against her entrance where I
had been before.  Wilmer groaned as I used a little leverage with my hands.
"God Wilmer you feel wonderful." I groaned as I felt her ease off a little
as my head was in tight.  Wilmer was doing something under the pillow.
   I held still as Wilmer had something in her hand pushing it into her
mouth as she looked around at me.  I could see it was a rolled up face
washer she was using as a gag.  I bent over her back as she settled her
head back into the pillow.  I wrapped my arms around her lower stomach then
slid my right hand down between her legs with my fingers over her clitoris.
We were getting serious.
   Wilmer lepta as my fingers rubbed her clitoris full on, groaning loudly
into her gag as I felt her press back onto me firmly.  The pressure felt
like a band around my erection head.  I marvelled at the feeling as
something I had never really felt before as the women whom were tight soon
opened up.  Not Wilmer she was tight...  tight.  She had not had babies. 
Fuuuuucccckkk.
   Wilmer was getting excited as I eased off a little.  I began moving my
hips back and forward.  I was not moving my erection but the pressure was
coming on and off Wilmer's vagina as if I was moving in and out.
   Wilmer was getting animated as she shuddered.  I was a little surprised
as I thought she had climaxed but she shuddered again as I pressed in
harder.  God I was getting excited as she swivelled her hips on me as I
jammed myself in harder.  Fuck she was tight.  I could feel my head was
almost in.  It was bringing me on fast.
   "I'm real close Wilmer." I gasped.  Wilmer was shuddering with every
push now as she ground her hips on me again.  "Fuck Wilmer." I gasped as I
tried to jam my erection into her harder.  I was just a push or two away as
I pressed in hard as my erection swelled as Wilmer reared up on her knees
driving herself back as she kept coming as her bum ground down on my
erection as I felt her.  I exploded as I forced my hips up into her as she
was up on her knees forcing down onto me.
   I felt my head force in under the pressure of our climaxes as I lifted
her back onto me.  It seemed to move in with her weight.  Wilmer was having
one hell of a climax as I spurted and spurted into her vaginal depths. 
"Fuck Wilma." I gasped as I held her body on mine as we were both sitting
up on our knees holding still as our climaxes slowly subsided.
   Wilmer began groaning through her gag as I felt her lift.  My erection
was still hard as I felt her pull away but it wouldn't move as she groaned
even louder as she tried again.  My head was jammed inside Wilmer as she
tried again.  This time she screamed as she tried to pull me out of her.
   I mean I had been sexually active for ten years and nothing like this
had happened to me before.  I was stuck inside Wilmer.  I realised someone
was beside the bed.  It was Bethany on Wilmer's side as she was trying to
see what was going wrong with Wilmer.  "I'm stuck inside her Beth.  It
won't come out she is so tight."
   Bethany disappeared as Wilmer tried again screaming louder through the
gag.  I was still stuck inside her as I tried to pull back as she screamed
louder still.  Bethany was beside us again and before I realised she threw
a glass of cold water over me.  I was shocked as I looked at her amazed. 
'Why had she done that?'
   I looked at her thinking it was a joke right.  I could see nothing but
concern on her face as she looked back at me not Wilmer.  I felt Wilmer
drag on me again with a determine growl then a scream as I felt my wilting
erection stretch to its limit then shoot out of her like a bullet from a
gun-barrel.  I was free and Wilmer was still screaming but not as bad as I
could see my sperm dribbling through her fingers which were pressing up
hard as if they were pushing her vagina back up into shape.
   I was really concerned as Bethany attended to Wilmer.  I did nothing for
about five minutes then Bethany shoved a hand towel for me to wipe myself
as she held a towel into Wilmer's crutch.  Ten minutes later they were in
the bathroom with me hovering around as Bethany douched Wilmer's vagina as
the poor girl cried in agony.
   I was feeling real bad till Wilmer kissed then hugged me saying. 
"Someone had to do it, I wanted it to be you Andrew."
   We were tucked up in bed with the light out as I was on my back with
each girl on either side laying in against me with their heads on my upper
arm and shoulders.  I know Wilmer had her hand on my semi-slack erection so
Bethany must be cupping my balls.
   We were discussing some of the parish women, well the girls were
relating some of the funny scandals that had happened in the parish over
the years.  Then quite suddenly Bethany began laughing and couldn't stop.
She squeezed my balls giggling saying.  "Andrew we will have to call you
Rover." She broke up giggling again then settled continuing.  "Well you're
the one with the dog collar in the doggy position with Wilmer, knotted with
her."
   She broke into peals of giggling again as Wilmer joined her as both
women began howling like a dog when he's left home alone.  I didn't think
it very funny as the girls slowly quietened.  It was Bethany who whispered
to me.  "You're our Rover." As the girls snuggled into me going to sleep. I
was surprised as in my mind women should not know about such things, well?
   I woke to find Wilmer stirring beside me as she climbed out of bed to go
to the toilet.  She groaned and moaned as she moved heading for the
bathroom.  This woke Bethany then she headed for the bathroom as I had to
wait my turn.
   It was my first real day in my new parish, being out and around meeting
my parishioners.  Over breakfast it was decided Wilmer would take it easy
as Bethany would escort me as she put in a call to his lord and ladyship to
confirm the appointment she had made previously.
   We took the car as it was a fair step to the house even though the back
of the property surrounded the church grounds.  Bethany explained the land
was donated for the church out of the estate way back when people rode
around on horses wearing armour.
   His lordship, Darby Hillstone was a surprise to me from what the girls
had told me.  I gave him my best smile putting out my hand for his taller
sturdier frame to take as we shook hands.  Darby was going bald being in
his fifties with greying hair.  His face was rugged handsome, giving me the
impression of a military no nonsense bearing.  I liked the man immediately
as he introduced his wife Alice.  Alice would have been a real beauty in
her day, now a very handsome woman in her late forties.  Where her husband
was 6'2" she was a petite 5'5" as skinny as a rake...
   I was blown away with her as she took my hand firmly squeezing it
transmitting the warmth of her character.  We had a pleasant morning tea.
Bethany was right at home talking to Darby and Alice as if she knew them
better than I imagined.
   Alice was apologising for her children not being home as they were away
at boarding school.  Explaining they would be home for the holidays
midyear. I was so taken with the pair we stayed longer than I had planned
the meeting, to take lunch with them as I got the impression the three were
very comfortable together which I found surprising.
   With reluctance we parted, as we left there were men assembling for
orders from his Lordship with horses as if they were going out to work in
the fields rounding up livestock.  Bethany was relieved we had gotten on so
well with the Hillstone's.  As she reminded me, a lot of the church funds
plus produce were derived from the kindness of his Lord and Ladyship plus
their circle of friends and neighbours.
   We had an invitation to dine with the Hillstone's as soon as mother was
in residence at the vicarage to meet them.  I felt very comfortable with
how things had gone considering the girls apprehension beforehand.  In fact
I felt on top of the world as we dropped in on Wilmer to explain we had
been invited for lunch.  Wilmer was extremely pleased the meeting had gone
so well as if the church's existence dwelt around the Hillstone's.  As I
said, this left me a little puzzled.
   We went straight out to meet the local business owners having an
informal meeting in the lounge of the local pub.  The lounge was crowded as
Bethany introduced the families as we made our way round the room.  I was
so confused after a few bears I was forgetting or mixing names.  I was
happy as I apologised for my forgetfulness as I made my reply speech after
the local borough councillor had made his welcoming speech.  As I promised
to make amends as I bowed to them as they clapped their acceptance.
   I was feeling a little merry as we walked home I noticed arm in arm with
Bethany.  Was she making a statement to the village?  I went along with it
as we walked up the hill to the vicarage not mentioning it as I figured she
knew what she was doing.
   Leticia Ruston was there in the kitchen preparing dinner for the four of
us.  Leticia I realised was back at her old post after having a break
visiting relatives.  The girls were happy to see her back as they were
chatting nine to the dozen as I noticed Leticia glancing at me at times
obviously having being informed about Wilmer's condition.
   I was most surprised when it was Leticia who came into the bedroom as I
was reading one of the church past logs to get a feel for the sermons Vicar
Jamie conducted at services as I was determining what my first sermon
should be the subject of.  I had been expecting Bethany.
   Leticia was blushing when I looked up smiling.  Seeing my upper half
naked waiting for her.  I smiled as I beckoned her to the bed as she
blushed redder as I whipped her side bedclothes back inviting her in.  "Cum
on darling." I encouraged her as she removed her dressing gown then
slippers, dropping them on the floor giving me a hesitated looking as she
stood there in her nightie.
   "You may as well take it off where it's easier than in bed." I
encouraged.  She did, pulling the garment up over her head in one swift
movement.  I tell you, Leticia was wanting in the looks department but for
a sixty year old her body looked like a woman of thirty.  Sure I noticed
her arm skin was a little floppy when she moved with her breasts a little
saggy but by God here was an angel.
   She wore no bra or panties, slipping into bed beside me quickly as she
drew the bedclothes over her body blushing furiously.  I placed the palm of
my hand on her cheek to make her feel comfortable.  Then I talked to her
asking her how long she had been working in the vicarage to distract her as
I put the log on the bedside table taking her in my arms I kissed her
gently.
   Leticia was not skin and bone like Bethany but still what I term skinny.
Her larger breasts pressing against me felt wonderful as I felt her hard
nipples pressing against my chest as I slid my hand down between us to her
groin.  Leticia didn't have a lot of pubic hair as I liked...
   As we kissed gently then parted Leticia's hands seem to urge me to go
down without saying.  I looked into her eyes as I began to slide down her
body seeing them shine with anticipation.  For some reason I hadn't eaten
any of the girls seriously yet, as I was still feeling my way so to speak
as Leticia's hands guided my shoulders down slipping up to hold my head as
I slid over her mound.
   Well Leticia went stiff as a board as my tongue slid over her clitoris
for the first time.  Her back arched as she was up on her head and heals
stifling a scream as her hands held my head tightly over my ears.
   I was soon to find out I had opened a Pandora's box as I set to work to
give Leticia a climax.  That took about three short minutes as her teeth
were clenched tight as she howled into an arching gut wrenching climax.
   As we lay there quietly I thought I could hear giggling coming from the
other bedroom.  They must have left the door open as Leticia had done.  I
had slid up Leticia's body pressing my erection at her now very slippery
labia lips forcing them open with my engorged hard head.
   Leticia's eyes flew open as my erection head settled in snugly with
applied pressure.  She grasped my rib cage on either side as my head pushed
harder.  "Oh Father." She gasped as I felt her wiggle her hips as I slid in
tighter.  "Oooohhhh Fatherrrrr." She groaned.  "Oh dammm, Harderrr."
   I was pressing real hard now as I felt her swivel her hips then groan as
I felt myself pressing in harder as I felt her expanding around me.  I had
my hands under her shoulder blades now applying pressure into her vagina
through my erection as the head was about to go in.
   Leticia slid her hand down to her clitoris working it hard.  After a
minute I felt her relax as she stopped, pressing her free hand against my
chest for me to stop gasping.  "Andrew get the Vaseline from the draw and
slick us up real good, it will go in." I didn't argue with her as I thought
we were slippery enough.
   I greased myself up as I hadn't used a condom as this was our first time
as Leticia had shaken her head when I asked.  I placed a large dob inside
Leticia, per her instructions.  Shore enough I slid into her as she
groaned. I felt my head slide inside as I was pressing hard down into her
as she groaned loudly.
   Fuck, she was stretching better than Wilmer.  She felt tight as I was
still pushing, slowly sliding bit by bit.  Fuck what is it with these
women. There were all as tight as maidens.
   It must have taken ten minutes before I bottomed in Leticia.  "God Your
tight darling." I panted.  She was laying still saying back.  "Not for long
Andrew with your great pole up me.  I haven't felt that tight since the
vicar first broke me in when I was fourteen."
   I stopped cold as I looked into her eyes with surprise asking.  "The
vicar broke you in?" I looked surprised would be an understatement.  She
smiled at the memory saying almost dreamily.  "It was Father Ashworth back
then.  I screamed my head off even though I'd taken the potion, I don't
think it was anywhere near strong enough."
   Leticia went quite as If she had said too much.  She looked up into my
surprised eyes realising she had said saying.  "I'm sorry Father Andrew.  I
wasn't supposed to tell you till later when you settled in." I looked at
her as she composed herself looking up at me with almost a shy little girl
look saying.  Come on Andrew get on with it."
   I did.  I remembered I was deep inside her slowly pulled back as she
winced as I came out a little then pushed back in as she groaned stiffening
as I bottomed.  "Yes." she exploded as I felt her tighten around me as I
felt her excitement growing.  I pulled out further this time then pushed
back in hard bottoming again as she moaned louder.  This time I almost
pulled right out as I felt her stiffen in anticipation.
   I rammed right in as she shuddered beneath me groaning with pleasure as
she gasped.  "Fuck me father, fuck me good." I did.  I began pounding into
her as if she was Ruth.  I think she had a continuous climax as I abused
her body for some of the hardest few minutes I ever spent over a woman. 
She had clamped her legs over mine as I thrust in and out like an out of
control rooting machine.
   I was almost sobbing as I rammed in and out at a speed I couldn't
maintain as I felt my erection crowning as I swelled ramming home fiercely
then held her shoulders with white knuckles as I spurted and spurted as her
arched body shuddered beneath mine.
   Slowly we settling as our climaxes diminished.  I felt so disappointed
it was over in a few short minutes as I felt myself dribbling into
Leticia's body.  "Thank you God for sending me this wonderful woman." I
said my prayer aloud as I grinned at Leticia receiving a return satisfied
grin then a grimace.
   "You'll have to pull out Andrew I'm sore." She groaned loudly as I
popped out as she said.  "It won't be so bad next time." I gave her a hand
towel to put between her legs with one to wrap around my leaking half
erection as we lay down as I drew Leticia into my body as she positioned
herself to spoon on me.
   "Do you want the light out?" She shook her head saying.  "We haven't
finished yet." I was a little surprised smiling as I felt her squeeze her
bum cheeks on my head.  Then she reached for the Vaseline on her night side
stand.  I groaned as her fingers lubed my now slackening erection up again.
This time she lubed her rear as I felt her slippery hand guide me in as I
felt her centre me at her entrance then push back on me.
   I must admit it had been weeks since I had an anal experience.  I was
rock hard again in anticipation as I felt my head push slowly forward as
Leticia groaned.  I let her do the work as she seemed willing as I felt her
anal muscle relax over my head.  God I loved that feeling as it made me
want to push in hard taking willpower not to, as Leticia held still then
relaxed again as I felt her ease back on me again.
   It was a good ten minutes before my head slid in through her sphincter
muscle as I groaned with pure pleasure as I felt that wonderful feeling as
my head slid slowly into her body then pop in tight as Leticia groaned with
relief.  "Dam Andrew that took some doing." She gasped as we lay there
quietly.
   When she moved next she groaned as she started moving me deeper inside.
I could feel myself sliding little by little as Leticia worked her hips as
I went deeper and deeper groaning quietly with pleasure and excitement.  I
was almost right in when I seemed to bottom as Leticia groaned.
   "Now Andrew come over on top of me." I felt her grasp my hip.  Then
began rolling onto her stomach as I followed her lead into a half dogie
position as we settled ourselves with her bum sticking up as my erection
was completely buried in her body with her anus muscle squeezing my base.
Fuck this was a turn on for me as I pulled out some then pushed back in. 
Her colon was aliened with my erection now as I slid fully into her.
   "Fuck Andrew I never had anyone that deep inside me before." I grinned
as I slid right back in bottoming against her slowly swivelling bum.  "Dam
Leticia you feel fantastic." I gasped with pleasure as she swivelled her
bum into my erection hard.
   I could feel her settling as she said.  "Andrew I'm going to work myself
off as many times as I can while you ram your rod in and out of me." I
slapped her bum as I opened her cheeks wide burying myself deep as she
grunted then shuddered as she worked her clitoris saying.  "Come on Andrew
fuck me." 'Yes Mam', I thought as I began sliding as Leticia shuddered.
   I began stroking longer and longer with every stroke as that wonderful
feeling of sliding through her tight sphincter muscle overcame me and I
began pounding right in hard then right out till my head almost came out
then right back in hard as Leticia groaned and moaned.
   I lasted about ten minutes before I was grinding my erection deeply
spurting my remaining love juice deep into Leticia's receptive body.  Fuck
she had made me come so hard.  I lay there on top of her exhausted as I
felt myself dribbling as I was slowly shrinking from inside her as I
smiled.
   After we cleaned up Leticia went to sleep in my arms.  I was in awe of
the girls.  I could hardly believe I was so lucky.  The bishop's
instructions kept niggling me in the back of my mind as I drifted off.
   It was Bethany who shook me gently reminding me I had duties to perform
as it was almost eight am.  Forgoing the double shower to get things in the
household back on track as the women rushed around with breakfast.
   First thing, I had to visit the new cemetery, to view the new grave
where Father James had conducted the ceremony the morning of his untimely
demise.  Bethany was my guide.  I signed the certificate for the burial
where we took it straight to the family on the other side of the village
being long overdue.
   This was my first look at a true country farm cottage.  The family were
staunch country church followers I was informed as Bethany filled me in on
the family on the way.  They were struggling farming family where the boys
were long gone, finding their living working in industry in the cities.
   Leaving a father, mother, daughter and a grandchild to run the farm. 
The father recently dying after a long extended illness.  The women running
the farm between them, surviving through the years of the father's illness.
   The grandchild, a girl of a 'woodland marriage', would turn sixteen
shortly.  Beth looked at me grinning adding.  "She'll be the May Day Queen
this year, being of the age and a maiden." With a grin on her face adding.
"And guess who'll get first crack at her as high priest?"
   I looked at her surprised.  She looked back at me grinning adding.  "If
you don't then his lordship will as your understudy."
   This totally floored me.  I realised I was outside my vocation as the
words of the Bishop came back to me.  'Keep your eyes and ears open and say
nothing'.  May Day or the Beltane festival was near two months away as my
mind raced.  They practice 'woodland Marriages' here in the village.  To my
thinking and conclusion this meant they followed the old ways.
   I had based my thesis for my studies on ancient religions studying the
Celtic Druids.  I did understand what was going on here.  I wondered how
deep they followed the ancient ways.  Maidens as May Day Queen and woodland
marriages, that was as deep as you could nearly go.  I felt my groin
stirring.  I had to change my line of thought as we were approaching the
farm at the end of a narrow lane on the other side of the village.
   Bethany was glancing at me as I had not responded to her suggestion.  I
felt her take my arm with her hand as we drew closer to the single story
thatched farm cottage as we were now beside the stone wall of the farm yard
at the lane's end.
   We could see two women working in the back yard of the cottage as we
drew closer.  Both wore gumboots under their heavy warm knitted dresses as
it was still cold with the morning dew, not quite a frost as they fed
chooks and collected eggs.
   The farm gate was noisy announcing our arrival, as Bethany lifted the
latch swinging it open on rusty hinges.  The women looking up as we
entered, closing the gate behind us.  Bethany called a greeting as they
came forward to meet us as I could see their smiles of welcome from under
their thick work scarves.
   As it took a little time to extract themselves from the extended chook
pens, we waited by the back of the cottage as the women, one carrying a
bucket of eggs, the other a headless chook dripping blood obviously for
dinner tonight.
   The older came up first as Bethany introduced me.  "Claudia, this is
Father Andrew, Father Andrew, Claudia Harlow." I smiled as the woman now
removing her scarf wiping her hand clean with it, being quite pretty in a
earthly country way.
   I extended my hand as I felt mine engulfed in hers as she shook it
firmly.  I tried hard not to wince as I smiled in return.  God she had
muscles on her muscles as I was relieved when she let go.  Claudia was
about a good five centre meters taller than I, carrying a good ten Kilo's
more.  Well that was hard country work for you.
   Claudia's nature was pleasant as she greeted me with a dazzling smile of
white even teeth saying.  "Hello Father Andrew, we're so happy to meet you,
this is my daughter Henrietta, Henry this is Father Andrew."
   To say I was surprised to hear her mother call her Henry was an
understatement as I turned to find a spitting image of her mother behind me
in a younger shorter version with a huge welcoming smile on her pretty
face. I reached out tentatively confident lightning doesn't strike twice.
   How wrong could I be.  It took all my willpower not to flinch as I felt
my hand and fingers being squashed in a vice like grip again for what
seemed a lifetime which a reasonable person would have said seconds as I
endured the bone crunching grip again.
   Much relieved I felt the grip ease as she left her hand in mine
seemingly to linger on purpose as my attention was distracted with Claudia
inviting us into the back door where there was a wide short hallway with
gumboots, shoes and boots on narrow racks as we watched the women remove
their gumboots to slip on woollen knitted slippers, inviting us to remove
our shoes.
   After we were fitted with woollen slippers we were directed inside to
the kitchen.  I immediately noticed the warmth of the hallway as we stepped
in.  Now the kitchen was warmer again as it's homely warmth surrounded us
as we entered the kitchen through the partly open door.
   There was a woman working at the large kitchen table.  It was obviously
a cooking day as there was bread tins on one end of the table covered with
cheese cloth as the doe rested.
   The woman at the table was a little deaf as she suddenly looked up as
movement caught her eye.  "Mum." Claudia called loudly.  "This the Father
Andrew the new minister." It was immediately obvious here was an older
version of the other two.  The blueprint for the mould.
   I smiled nodding as Claudia introduced us.  "This is my mum Helen." I
stepped up to the table as the woman on the other side wiped her hands on
her apron then thrust one out to be shaken.  I grimaced silently as I shook
hands with Helen smiling as my hand wasn't hurting much.  "It's very nice
to meet you indeed Mrs.  Harlow."
   Her smile was enchanting as I looked into the clearest pale blue eyes I
had ever seen.  God, I realised I was swimming in those deep liquid pools
of dreams as I stumbled through how sorry I was at her recent loss.  I had
to make a conscious effort to drag myself away as I looked up into
Bethany's eyes as she was coming around the table as I stepped aside as the
two women hugged affectionately.
   That made sense as the two were of similar age probably of lifelong
acquaintances.  There was much back rubbing and patting as Beth was asking
how Helen was doing, obviously referring to the recent death of her
husband.
   I was shown a seat on the other side of the table as the two younger
women set about the table, one preparing for morning tea as the other made
a batch of scones.  Yes this was the country where scone's weren't very far
away from a cup of tea.
   Henrietta had disappeared into the house on some errand as Claudia was
asking me about my thoughts on my new appointment.  I explained I had not
seen much of the parish yet but commented how beautiful the countryside
was. Explaining my last appointment was industrial with some semi-rural but
nowhere the beauty of this parish.
   It had not escaped my noticed on the back wall of the kitchen there was
a large cross made from sheaves of hay.  I had no problem with that but
there was a circle of hay in behind the cross.  I was dying to have a
closer look as I had not seen one like this before.  Sure I had seen many
stone crosses in cemeteries including ours outside the church of which they
were abundant.
   It seemed no time when Claudia called Henrietta as the scones were ready
as she pulled the tray from the oven.  I forgot about the cross as the
women gave me their sympathy learning from Beth of the recent passing of my
father.  Of course they asked after my mother inquiring if she was going to
join me at the Vicarage being pleased to find she was.
   The point of the visit was to deliver the burial certificate in person,
getting to know my parishioners at the same time.  The scones were some of
the best I had ever tasted, spread with strawberry jam then with cream.
   Bethany was talking about the May Day ceremonies telling me Henrietta
was making her dress for the ceremony as she had been selected to be the
queen this year.
   I did not see it coming as she said without warning.  "Henrietta, why
don't you show Father Andrew the dress you're making for the festival?" I
was surprised as Henrietta bounced up out of her chair grasping my hand in
hers as she was sitting next to me, pulling me out of the chair towards the
door to the inner sanctum before I had a chance to protest.
   The interior hallway of the house was dark as Henrietta pulled me along
as I could feel the well worn wooden boards under my feet as I heard her
open a door as light shone in from the outside window from what I could see
was a girls bedroom.
   I don't know what I was expecting but the room was well laid out with
only a few clothes strewn around as it was neat and clean otherwise.  I
could see her bed had been made as she drew me towards the ward robe in the
corner behind the door closing the bedroom door for access.
   Henrietta giggled with embarrassment as she opened the wardrobe door
drawing the dress out covered in a cotton sheet folded over.  I was
surprised as she lifted the sheet off to reveal a white cotton dress not
unlike a nightie.  Not see through but I could see the shape of her hand
holding the material underneath.  I could see embossed stitching in the a
pale lemon cotton of a large Celtic cross down the front between her
breasts.  In fact the circle and arms of the cross would sit over her
breasts which looked firm if not a little generous.
   I remarked about the quality of her needle work, how beautiful she will
look in the dress as she blushed saying.  "Father you have to inspect me
down there to see lf I am pure." Her voice was shaky and obviously nervous
as she added.  "Please father."
   I couldn't believe my ears as the girl placed the dress carefully over a
chair back as she turned to me hoisting up her skirt to my surprise
Henrietta lay back on the bed facing the window with the light as I could
see her genitals as she wore no panties.  To my surprise she opened her
legs wide holding herself open for my inspection.
   "Please Father." She pleaded again.  "You have to check me.  Push your
finger inside." There was a note in her voice that if I didn't do what she
was asking this would end in tears.
   I realised I was rock solid as she held one hand out for me to kneel
between her legs.  Well what could I do but follow her request.  This must
be part of the process building up to the May day event.
   I knelt down as she opened her legs wider as I eased my shaking hand
towards her young opening, smelling her body odour.
   "Get it slippery first Father." She whispered as the tip of my finger
touched her exposed clitoris.  Well she almost jumped off the bed with
sensitivity as my index finger began to rub around dipping towards the
bottom where I could see in the light was soaking as I worked my index
finger around to get slippery.
   Henrietta was blushing as she watched my hand move.  "Oh Father push it
in." I did.  This was too much.  I had forgotten everything as I could see
and feel my finger slowly ease into the girl's fleshy soft warm body.  She
was tight as I slowly worked my way in and out slowly getting it
slipperier.
   "Oh Father deeper." She urged me as I was moving in.  There it was, her
barrier.  I had never felt one before, being surprised as only the tip of
my finger could push in a little as Henrietta moaned with tenderness.
   I felt her hand cover mine as I eased back from her barrier feeling
around as she held me still saying.  "Father give me a climax please with
your thumb." I was beyond reasonable logic now.  Lifting my thumb I began
working her clitoris under her hand with my finger still inside her vagina
entrance.
   Henrietta shuddered violently as I rolled stroking my thumb as her body
was shuddering and shaking as her hand held mine inside her tightly.  Her
body was arching up on the bed as I felt her vagina squeeze my immersed
finger tip tightly as she went out of control.  I felt her hand clamp down
on mine feeling my finger push into her body.
   It was when her body was relaxing I realised my finger had penetrated
her hymen.  My finger was lodged solidly in her maiden.  "Awwwww." She
complained.  "Take it out Father it hurts."
   I was so apologetic explaining it had accidentally pushed in her when
she climax.  She looked at me dreamily saying.  "On the night Father I want
you to give me a baby.  Poke a hole in your condom or go without.  Give me
a strong healthy son Father." There was no please, it was a demand.
   I found myself standing by the bed as she stood up reaching for a hand
towel wiping herself then slid on a pair of panties dropping her dress as
she took my hand leading me back out to the kitchen where the other's were
gossipping if I knew Bethany.
   She looked up smiling as if it was the most natural thing in the world
to go into a young girls bedroom in a strange house.  I could feel myself
blushing as I realised I still had a hard on as I sat down in my chair
accepting another scone.
   I declined another cup of tea as Bethany explained we had other visits
to make.  I took her queue smiling as I thanked them for a wonderful
morning tea.  I was not let off so lightly as Claudia insisted I join them
for dinner one night towards the end of the week.
   I glanced at Bethany as she nodded slightly as I smiled accepting their
kind offer.  Thursday night was organised.  The women looked pleased with
themselves as I felt Henrietta rub her hand up my leg as she got up as we
rose to leave.
   We were out of sight of the farm down the lane when Bethany let go my
arm lifting my right hand up to her nose sniffing my fingers.  I realised I
had not washed my fingers as Bethany smiled at me with her knowing grin.
   "You tested the waters...  Well is she?" I smiled nodding as Bethany
laughed adding.  "Adam you are going to fit in here perfectly.  Keep doing
what you're doing, go with the flow." She held her hand on my arm as we
walked back up the lane towards the village commenting.  "You realise you
will be given the opportunity to service the women.  The two older ones of
course.  I won't expect you home till quite late."
   This stopped me in my tracks as I looked at her open mouthed as Beth
giggled adding.  "Well you're going to fuck the shit out of their youngest
so the other's want their share when there's no man around to keep them
happy."
   Bethany giggled adding.  "Don't worry Andrew I'll give you a potion
beforehand which will make Rover hard as a board for the night.  You might
be a bit sore in the morning but so will they."
   Bethany seemed to find this funny as I stood there facing her trying to
think this out as I asked.  "They expect me to service them?" She looked
straight into my eyes then nodded her head adding.  "You will get used to
the idea after a while, even though this is the outer circle you're dealing
with mind you." She smiled again as she turned walking on.
   Yes I had been servicing the women from the church.  It dawned on me I
was to service the women of my flock where required.  Well the widowed and
single ones.  What was it Leticia had said.  'The vicar had broke her in at
fourteen.  Fourteen!  For god's sake he must have been a randy bastard,
unless...
   Bethany squeezed and patted my arm letting it go as we were coming up on
the village.  It was nearly lunch time.  There were people around as we
were waylaid a number of times to exchange pleasantries and to be
introduced to people I hadn't met.
   The girls were waiting lunch as I was deep in thought as we sat down
after washing my hands.  I looked up at Leticia as she placed my sandwiches
in front of me as I asked as I blushed.  "Leticia you were May Day Queen
when you were fourteen?" I noticed Bethany drop her knife on her plate as
it clattered.
   Leticia was looking at me smiling nodding from across the table.  I
smiled back.  I don't think Bethany realised Leticia had told me she lost
her maidenhead to a priest, but then she probably not only knew but was
more than likely there.
   That seemed to break the boundaries which had been binding us.  Bethany
said to Leticia.  "Andrew dipped his finger into Henrietta." There was
silence as I was looking at my plate as I blushed.  "Well." I heard Leticia
ask.  "Is she?"
   I looked up to see the query in her eyes.  I realised she was waiting
for me to reply.  I nodded as I saw the smile growing on Leticia's face as
I went redder.  It was Leticia who reached out across the table placing her
hand on mine asking.  "You're going to preside in the circle for us
Andrew?" I looked at Bethany as she was smiling.  I looked back at Leticia
nodding.
   I realised I had just taken a giant step towards the end of my short
career in the clergy.  The possibilities flashed through my mind as an
image of me being excommunicated by the bishop flashed before my eyes.
   The Bishop did say to watch and observe.  He didn't say participate,
what did he really mean?  If I didn't participate how could I watch.  I
feared I was sinking into a murky world of Wicca.  Well it wasn't that
murky when you were in it was it?  Ramming your raging erection deep into a
plump maiden had more than one erotic image of the girl screaming her head
off as you deliver your potent seed deep into her ripe belly.
   It was Leticia saying to Bethany which brought me back to reality.  "I
had better order the vegetables for the potion." I looked puzzled asking.
"Vegetables?" Bethany laughed smiling saying.  "It will make you that hard
it won't go down for hours."
   Both women giggled as I looked from one to the other.  It was Bethany
who smiled saying.  "Welcome aboard Andrew." Getting up she came round to
stand beside me hugging me tightly.  Suddenly I felt I had done the right
thing as Leticia was now standing by my other side hugging me as well.
   That afternoon I had two appointments with parishioners on this side of
the village.  One being quite close.  It also involved having two afternoon
teas.  I was most impressed with the village people.  They took their
religion seriously.  Bethany was beside me to guide me through my
integration into the parish.
   Mum was doing all right as I described the village people I had met
today and how friendly they were when I spoke to her that night.  I told
her they all asked after her and couldn't wait to meet her in person.  I
think that made her day.
   As the week progressed I felt as if I was in a different world.  There
was more information now as we discussed the day to day working of the
parish.  I noticed the old ways was being discussed openly in depth if the
subject came up.  Well it would, the month of May was approaching fast, now
a little over seven weeks away.  The Festival of Beltane was the most
important event of the year to the ancient Celts.
   The next morning we had our first crises.  One of our parishioners had
fallen gravely ill during the night.  We were at breakfast when the call
came in from her neighbour as there was no phone at the farm.  They lived a
fair way out which meant taking the car.
   We had a half hour drive to reach the farm along narrow windy lanes. 
Bethany filled me in on the family as I drove slowly.  There was an elderly
mother, with the father having passing away some years ago.  There was four
strapping boys in there thirty's and forties.  The three older were married
with children.  All living on the farm.  The youngest boy was a little
simple, the mother doting her love and affection on him.
   We pulled in to find the farm yard busy with the doctor's car parked
along with the district nurse.  It was all a bit chaotic as there were
people and children everywhere.  We were ushered into the kitchen where
there were three male and female adults with almost three times as many
children.  I could see the district nurse there at the stove pouring hot
water out of the kettle into a hot water bottle.
   Bethany introduced me to the men first.  The first was Adam as I assumed
he was the oldest.  Then there was Benjamin, then Christian.  No I was not
surprised.  I had come across many good Christian families naming their
children in alphabetical order from the bible.  I smiled to myself as a
stray thought crossed my mind.  Not one of them had started from Zed.
   All three boys were large strapping lads with pleasant handsome
features. The backbone of the country.  Yes they crushed my hand as I was
introduced to them.  This seemed to be an occupational hazard for a country
vicar.
   Then it was the woman's turn as Bethany went through them.  First was
Grace, then Emily and Ruby.  I was not sure if that was in order to the
brother's.
   The children were nowhere to be seen now as Adam had taken them outside
while there were visitors in the house.
   We were sitting there with a cup of tea with the mandatory scones spread
with jam and cream.  When the doctor put in and appearance from deeper in
the house.  Bethany introduced us as we hadn't met at the hotel meeting, as
usual he was busy.
   I remember his words even today.  "Well Father Andrew she is in your
hands now, there is nothing we can do for her but make her comfortable." It
was a shock.  Yes I had heard those words many times over the last ten
years.  When it was someone's else's responsibility.  Now it was mine it
was different.
   The nurse took us in.  As expected the mother was a bigger woman now
frail and weak with the cancerous affliction spreading through her body
attacking her vital organs.  I could see she was very weak with a weak
smile as Bethany introduced us after she had hugged the woman.
   We held hands for a time as Bethany talked to her as if they had just
met down the street.  Then it was my turn as I laid out the content of my
suitcase which held the tools for the last rights.
   I used the dresser as a temporary alter then began the ritual.  I
remember thanking God for providing me with efficient servants as I saw the
anointing oil bottle blessed by the bishop was full.
   Fifteen minutes later we were sitting beside the poor women when she
drifted off asleep.  That was our queue to withdraw to another cup of tea
with more scones.  The poor woman was not expected to last the night
through.
   We were out in the yard preparing to depart when Bethany drew me towards
the stable.  It was a big old stable with a large hay loft.  As we entered
we could hear someone working inside.  I thought the children had been
taken to the stable to play but were nowhere in sight.
   It was dark and gloomy inside.  I could make out a figure of a man
pitch-forking hay from a large bin up into the hayloft.  If he saw us he
took no notice.  Bethany called to him three times before he would stop
what he was doing.  "David, this is Father Andrew our new vicar.  He has
just given the last rights to your mum."
   To my surprise David sank to his knees in the straw sobbing openly as
the pitchfork fell from his hands.  Bethany sank to her knees in front of
him holding him tightly as I could hear his sobs as he cried his grief.
   It is hard at times when lousing a loved one to comprehend what was
going on.  I put David in this category.  Bethany was talking to him like
she would a child till David had calmed enough to understand her words.
   I shook David's hand warmly with my other hand on his shoulder as we
began to talk about the loss of his mum.  I could see explaining to David
his mum was going to a place in heaven where we all would go eventually had
little meaning to him.
   All we could do was calm him then say a prayer side by side in the hay
with David in the middle.  We left him forking hay up into the loft where
we had found him.  As we drove away Bethany filled me in on David.
   He was the youngest of the children, a late child, born with a mental
affliction as his mother was ten years older than the previous child when
she had him.  David was physically all right but with the mind of a young
pre-teen with little hope of having a normal life.  David had been a
mommy's boy all his life.  He was having his heart ripped out at the loss
of his mother.
   Lunch was quiet at the rectory.  There was visits to make in the
afternoon.  I was warming to my country congregation.  The people seemed to
be simple straight forward honest country folk.  I was feeling more at home
the more I had contact with them.
   We were at our third visit when a call came through on the parishioner's
phone.  Mrs.  Oxley was slipping fast.
   We arrived shortly to find the family assembled in the kitchen as the
nurse took us through.  David was kneeling beside his mother's bed holding
her hand in his.  One of the daughter in laws, Grace was on the other side
holding her other hand.
   I knelt beside David as he looked up into my eyes as if I was going to
save his mother.  I placed my hand on his shoulder as I knelt beside him
taking their hands in mine pressing them to my forehead as I prayed.
   I looked up to see the adults had silently entered the room as I said
the lord's prayer with the family.  As if on cue the ailing woman suddenly
sat up in bed then slowly sank back.  Someone screamed near the door adding
to the drama as I felt for a pulse finding none.
   All I could do was look around saying.  "She has gone.  Let us pray for
her sole on its way to heaven." I led them in a prayer for her sole.  The
doctor slipped into the room on the other side of the bed leaning over the
body with his stethoscope listening for a heartbeat.  He looked at me
grimly shaking his head, confirming she had indeed gone.
   It was unusually quiet in the vicarage that night.  It made me realise
how close this community really was.  They might gossip about each other
behind each other's backs but to confirm the point there were numerous
calls to the vicarage to confirm the rumours of the demise of Mrs.  Oxley.
Most surprisingly was the call from Lady Hillstone from the manor.
   This event spurred me to do my best for my parish.  If they wanted to
dabble in the ancient religion so be it.  I was beginning to believe it
could be a good thing.
   Well there would be a funeral to organise.  My first service was next
Sunday.  I had given it some thought.  I had better change the notice board
out front so the congregation knew what they were in for when I worked it
out as I headed for my diary.
   That night it was a late dinner.  I phoned mum so the girls would get
the news of Mrs.  Oxley.  David was for some reason the concern of the
women.  I couldn't see the problem myself.  He had a home on the farm with
his brothers and their families, surely that wasn't a problem?
   It was Leticia's turn tonight.  I was so blessed with women.  I had to
tell a little white lie to mum when she asked if I missed her.  Well I did
of course but if she meant the other way, well not really.
   It was Thursday morning.  We had two appointments with parishioners who
were either incapacitated or unable to attend the church because of age. 
In the afternoon it was a family destitute with the drug problem where the
husband was the offender now in jail with a wife with four children to
feed, living with her pensioner mother.  Bethany had not only food parcels
but clothing parcels as well.  Those women of mine just blew me away.  Of a
night they would sit knitting while they talked.  It brought tears to my
eyes.
   I had forgotten, tonight I was due at the Harlow's for dinner.  It was
Bethany who reminded me as she handed me a small glass of liquid to drink.
God it tasted terrible.  "That will keep you hard for the night." She
giggled.
   I showered then changed into slacks and casual not wearing my collar. 
That was Bethany's suggestion.
   I left on foot just after dark.  I knew my way round the village well
enough to find the lane I was looking for.  When I reached the cottage it
seemed in darkness.  The gate squeaked loudly then shortly the back door
was opened by Henrietta holding a candle lamp as she called out excitedly.
It was then I realised the farm was not connected to the electricity
supply. Well money only stretches so far in the country.
   I called back as I shut the gate heading for the back door.  Henrietta
gave me a bear hug with a bold kiss as she welcomed me.  I was a most
welcome guest, Helen and Claudia were in the kitchen between the stove and
table preparing the meal as I entered in my warm knitted slippers.
   The table was set with what looked like their best china.  There was
candles around the table between each plate which looked magical as I
looked around the room.  I could see the women had outdone themselves.  The
aromas coming from the stove was just wonderful.
   Henrietta sat me down as she sat beside me as the two older women wanted
to discuss Mrs.  Oxley.  I related my side of the story finishing with her
body has been removed to the undertakers.  Placed in storage till the
funeral next week now as nothing had been finalised yet, except a phone
call from the eldest son Adam to confirm when we could hold the funeral.
   It must have rubbed a raw nerve as Henrietta had gone quite. 
Remembering her grandfather no doubt.  I placed my hand across on hers
squeezing it getting a smile in return.
   The meal was one of the best if not memorable.  It started with us
holding hands saying grace.  I distinctly remember it was quite for a while
as we ate.  The chicken was the most tender and succulent I had ever tasted
I'm sure.
   We spoke occasionally when our mouths were empty.  This seemed to be a
country courtesy not to talk with your mouth full.  Of course the subject
was the farm and the environs as I had come to realise these people had
little interest in the big wider world.  Here of course there was no power
so no TV or radio as an outside influence.  Which set me to thinking, there
was a way to get a cheap twelve volt battery generator.  I made a mental
note to look into it.  I had known a family who once lived on their boat
till the children were old enough to go to school.
   Through the course of the meal I began to glean how the family made a
living from the land.  How the new seasons was being looked forward to. 
The death of their father/grandfather would hopefully end their run of what
they seen as bad luck for the last few years, hopefully bringing a run of
good luck from now on.
   I immediately realised they had their hopes on Henrietta being May Queen
bringing them good luck.  I smiled to myself.  Yes it was the old ways. 
Perhaps I could help a little with that.
   We were relaxing after the meal with a cup of tea.  I was feeling
strange as I could feel my heart really thumping in my chest.  Bethany had
warned me this would be the case when she had given me the potion.
   Claudia was talking to me I realised, as she was hinting we might retire
to somewhere more comfortable.  She meant her bedroom I assumed.  I made a
suggestion that first I would bless this house which saw the four of us on
our knees under the straw cross on the back wall as we prayed together as I
went through the solemn ritual.
   I think that really set the mood as without ceremony I was escorted into
the back of the house down the dark hallway by candle light to Claudia's
room.
   Without further ceremony Claudia was removing my clothes by candle
light. The fragrance of her bedroom was overpowering as I recognised the
pungent cent of the Dogwood blossom.  Yes we were indeed in the depths of
Celtic tradition.
   Claudia I realised was unfastening my trousers as she ripped them down
over the hardest erection I had ever had.  I couldn't believe how hard it
was as my heart was pounding in my head.  Claudia gasped as my shorts came
down revealing my erection.  "Oh Father Andrew." She breathed as I felt her
hands on my shaft sliding up and down.
   "Don't." I warned as she then began pulling off her dress.  I removed my
jumper then shirt followed by my singlet.  I didn't feel the cold room as I
watched Claudia disrobe.  God she was all woman as she couldn't take her
eyes of my erection as her singlet came up over her head revealing her
breasts.  Which were surprisingly small as she was a big boned woman.
   I was diving into my back pocket of my pants for my wallet which carried
condoms with a plastic pouch of Vaseline.  Claudia was pulling the
bedclothes back as I fitted a condom greasing it as Claudia had a towel on
the bed now laying back on it as I climbed up in between her powerful
thighs.
   I remember thinking 'God help me' as I settled on my knees wiping her
crutch with my greased hand as her body shuddered as I rubbed her clitoris.
The next thing I knew she had me on top of her as she guided my erection
into her body.
   "Oh Andrew," she called out as I felt her legs wrap around my upper legs
as we settled as I felt myself sliding into her body as her lips opened
easier than expected.  I thrust hard as her body lifted as I forced in
deep.
   I had felt some tight ones and some with muscles that had strength. 
This one was tighter with muscles as she encircled my upper body with her
arms.  I went in deep as I thrust.  Claudia was gurgling deep in her throat
as I began to push in and out with power.
   Five minutes I swear, she was shuddering under me through her first
climax.  Well it didn't stop there as I kept pounding her through three
climaxes before I exploded deep into her.
   I know lay there for a long time in the afterglow before Claudia move.
"Thank you Andrew.  Mum will be wanting you." She commented as I eased off
her body onto my knees.  I looked down to see Rover was still ridged as I
smiled as I pulled the condom off.
   Well mum was next all right.  Helen was in her dressing gown sitting by
the kitchen fire waiting for her daughter to call her.  She came into the
bedroom disrobing as I was fitting a fresh condom to Rover.
   There was no pretense with Helen.  She was on her knees holding Rover
with her hands gently stroking it after she had kissed and sucked the head.
"Oh Andrew." She had breathed as she climbed up into her daughter's bed to
lay on her back on the towel where I lubed her crutch.
   She took my no worries.  I pushed straight into her deep.  She must have
been having sex with her husband or something I didn't want to know about
as I bottomed with my second thrust.  I did wonder as he was a sick man for
so long.  Perhaps she went on top?  Perhaps she had a big dildo of some
description in her drawer.
   I grinned as Helen pulled me down kissing me like we had been doing it
for ever.  I settled into her body as we became comfortable with each
other. "Thank You Father." She crooned as I was beginning to slide in and
out.  Helen was not as sensitive as Claudia as we slowly headed for our
climaxes.
   Sex with Helen was how it should be.  Smooth easy and comfortable as I
was working her clitoris with my finger now.  Her breasts were larger than
Claudia's as I wallowed in their pleasure sucking and nipping her nipples
as she groaned and twisted under me.
   Helen climaxed before me by seconds as her squeezing vagina muscles were
bringing my ridged erection to a climax.  I grinned as I finally pulled out
realising I was as ridged as when I started.
   To Claudia's surprise she was called again.  Again I lead her through
multiple climaxes, two this time as I slid in and out of her clamping body.
She had my teeth marks over her breasts with large hickeys to prove I was
doing my job.  Yes when I pulled out of her she was sore and I was still
ridged.
   Helen was called again where I was shortly embedded with her writhing
beneath me as we tried to achieve another climax.  It took time as I worked
in and out, finally Helen climaxed taking me with her.  I was still hard
and a little tender by now.
   By this time Henrietta in the Kitchen was champing at the bit for some
of the action her mother and grandmother was getting.  I think the two
older women agreed to let the girl in bed with me because they were sore
and as long as I used her rear and not ruin her May Queen status.
   Well she didn't care as long as she got some of the action.  Claudia
overseen Henrietta's disrobing directing her daughter onto her knees in
front of my still hard on now sheathed with a fresh condom.
   I lubed the girls rear then inserted one finger then two.  This didn't
worry her till the third when she began groaning as I pushed slowly in and
out.  When I thought she was settled enough I mounted her being as gentle
as I could.  Henrietta groaned and moaned as I pushed my head slowly but
firmly.
   I reached around between her legs working her clitoris with my fingers
when Henrietta reared up under me shuddering with uncontrolled excitement,
forcing back down on me as I groaned with pleasure as I felt my head slide
into the girls body.  Boy did she buck and holler when my head pushed
through her sphincter muscle, jamming it wide open.
   I had had a few women that way, Bethany would have to be the best.  This
girl bucked and kicked as I rode her back till we were both exhausted.  I
had two climaxes to her five she told me later as I lay in her arms with
thankfully a deflated Rover.
   That night I left the Harlow household a very happy man.  Henrietta was
still intact and all three exhausted and sore.  Well I was sore too so all
is fair in love and war.  I also left with an open invitation to call in
any time I was randy, I mean handy.  I laughed as I kissed each woman
passionately goodnight.
   I should have known as I walked up the lane towards the village I could
see a figure walking towards me in the weak overcast moonlight.  It was
Bethany.  I took her into my arms raincoat and all hugging her tightly as I
slapped her bum for coming out after me with a huge hug thanking her.
   We walked back arm in arm.  Dam this woman was growing on me.  She
didn't say a thing till we were in the vicarage in my bedroom with me
stripped naked as she inspected Rover.  "Boy he did take a beating." I
looked down to see he was red.
   I nodded explaining.  "The two older woman twice and the young one
once." She looked up demanding.  "You didn't take her cherry?" I shook my
head telling her.  "Up the back.  Dam Bethany, I started to push into her
anus stroking her clitoris and she reared up on me burying herself down on
me to the hilt.  God she will be sore in the morning.  She had five
climaxes to my two."
   Yes I was sore in the morning.  Bethany had bathed me in the tub
together then washed Rover with what felt like vinegar which I screamed as
it burnt then put soothing cream on which felt good.  I didn't raise a
stiffy as her hand worked around my shaft.  I remember she laughed as
normally I responded to her hand manipulation so easily.
   I went down to say goodnight to Leticia and Wilmer as she was staying
over as we needed to work on the service for the weekend.  I sensed the
girls were disappointed I was out of action for the night.  I promised I
would make it up to them.
   It was Friday morning, I was getting a little excited as Sunday
approached.  Also mum and the girls would be back early next week hopefully
Tuesday afternoon if the moving went smoothly.
   With Sherrill and Margery away there were two women coming in to help
the girls get the church ready for Saturday and Sunday.  These were younger
women with families from the outer circle.  Bethany suggested one if not
both women would be destined for the inner circle when the time came as
their home duties would diminish as time went on as their family grew and
left home.
   The women turned up to help with the church.  Ethel and Bridget.  I was
introduced then the women went off to work as the church hadn't been
attended to for two weeks.
   I paid attention to my duties for the morning looking up my diary of
prayers and special days to observe to see what was in store for me for
Sunday.  Bethany had been off doing something or another as her duties
required as my right hand as I wasn't married.
   I had this niggle in the back of my mind how cum it was me chosen for
this Parish with only ten years experience.  As I said, I knew of deacons
who had waited almost all their life for a church.  Yes there were less
deacons coming through now, women being accepted as I saw it to make up the
numbers.
   I could see the women were hard at work as I placed the hymn sheet on
the large electric powered organ for Wilmer.  I then went out the front to
change the board with a box of white alphabet letters and numbers.  You see
we were modern with a glassed in black velvet board that had white
changeable letters.
   I stood out there at the front entrance looking up at my charge.  I was
so proud.  The thought of the Bishop kicking my arse out of here quickly
diminished into the back of my thoughts.  I would work harder, more
diligently for my Parish.  I went back inside saying a prayer for the
Bishop then myself.
   I was left with Bethany to cuddle me that night.  The girls had worked
hard.  I thanked them with a kiss on the cheeks for the two new girls as
they left to go home to their family through the front door as I locked it
behind them.  My girls got a kiss on the lips as they went through the side
door to the rectory as I locked up.
   Dinner was happy in anticipation we were into the weekend as I laid out
the weekend's events.  I had studied Father Jamie's logs as I discussed the
sermon I should pursue with my idea.  It was Wilmer who suggested I should
come down on them with brimstone and the fires of hell for their wicked
ways as she giggled adding we would all be burnt to a crisp as we all
laughed.
   Settling on a 'Love Thigh Neighbour' Theme from what I had seen and
heard from the death of Mrs.  Oxley.  It still brought tears to my eyes at
the concern I had seen.  I sat at the table after dinner writing away at my
sermon.
   Saturday was a busy day with special prayers for the saints who were
probably started out as pagan gods back in the iron or copper age
somewhere.
   Sunday morning the church was open before dawn at 6 am for those early
risers.  There were two, both women.  This was a most disappointing start
as I led them through prayers and a him then blessed them letting them go.
   As ten am came round I was in for a huge surprise.  The church was
nearly packed.  I could see both Wilmer and Bethany were smiling as was
Leticia who had slipped into the side entrance sitting on a chair in the
hallway taken from the office.  c
   As I began the service I thanked the parishioners for their attendances.
I introduced myself as I recited my history in the church.  I took a chance
telling the story of how concerned everyone was in the community, which
warmed my heart as I promised to serve the community to the best of my
ability.  I made a reference to the upcoming celebrations of May knowing
most would understand.
   I outlined the progressive outlook the church would take in the future
as I pledged to reverse the slowly declining numbers attracting the young
folk who were so swayed by so many distractions now on the Sabbath.
   I stood there as the congregation clapped with some cheering.  I had to
quieten them as I lead the way into the service.  I think I lost myself as
I worked my way through my carefully chosen program.  God I could not wait
to ring mother tonight and yes Father Bob and Ruth.
   I was flushed as I came to the end of the service.  I could see we were
behind time.  I noticed there were more chairs in the office hallway from
the office for late comers or those who were standing in the Narthex
entrance, having been brought round to the side entrance by Beth.
   As the last strains of Praise the Lord died I closed the book as I
looked round as you could hear a pin drop.  I cleared my throat.  I
promised I would try to personally visit each and every one of them as time
went on so we could get to know each other personally.  My second last
announcement was for the funeral of Mrs.  Oxley in the morning at eleven
am. Then an invitation to the outlying parishioners to meet with us on the
back lawn behind the Vicarage.  I smiled as I realised I could not see
Leticia seated in the side hallway realising she had gone to prepare.
   I lead the way down the aisle as I stood by the open door half, so I
could shake the hand of every one of them.  His lord and ladyship were
first as I shook their hands in turn.  Darby and Alice were beaming as I
got a kiss on the cheek with a very strong squeeze of the hand from Lady
Alice.
   The queue seemed endless as Bethany stood beside me introducing the
congregation as they filed pass slowly.  I was grateful as the line moved
quicker as I wanted to say hello to everyone of them.
   I had noticed them in the belly of the congregation as I smiled their
way.  The Harlow's, Helen, Claudia & Henrietta were near the end of the
line.  They were excited for me as I got a kiss on the cheek from each as
they paid their respects as I promised to visit.
   I did not expect to see the Oxley's as they had so far to travel.  I
would see them tomorrow of course.  I looked up to see the end in sight as
there were still a dozen to get through.  I grinned as lunch would be a
little later than planned.  This was the longest I had ever spent on a cue
of a Sunday.  Father Bob eat your heart out.
   The last was away when I closed the door turning to Bethany hugging her.
"God darling".  I whispered as I held her tightly.  We heard someone in the
hallway by the office as we turned to walk back down the aisle through the
nave.
   It was Wilmer grinning her head off.  "One hundred and twenty seven.  We
were packed." I clapped then hugged them both.  Boy I couldn't believe it.
Wait till the Bishop saw the figures.  I knew we would be lucky to get half
next week.  Still I was ecstatic.
   "We need a choir." I burst out in my excitement.  "I know it will work."
I could see Wilma's eyes sparkle as she saw my enthusiasm.  "Not a big one
maybe half a dozen or so." I could see Wilmer was on side as I removed my
robes.  I closed the side door as we headed for the lawn behind the
vicarage where I could see a couple of dozen adults with as many kids
waiting for our arrival.
   Leticia was waiting to serve out lunch beaming as we came up on her
trestle table with an old fashion copper simmering away beside it with a
mass of hot dogs floating on the boiling water ready for serving.  She had
two of the farmer wives helping her as Bethany and I dived into the crowd
as she introduced me again as I was shaking hands again.
   We spent a pleasant hour and a half meeting the outlying families of the
parish who were mostly farmers.  I was so pumped up with success of my
first service that the next hour and a half flew.
   Leticia was just as happy as we were as I said to her as I hugged her
tightly kissing her cheek when we finally retired to the kitchen with our
guests gone.  "If we get half next week were doing all right." As I sat
down at the head of the table.  It didn't worry me where I sat but the
girls insisted I sit at the head.
   It was Wilmer.  "Andrew wants a choir." Leticia looked startled. 
'Didn't father Jamie have a choir?' ran through my mind.  Well I was in
charge now.  That was the discussion through a late lunch.  By the time
lunch was over there was eight names on the list, with Wilmer and Leticia
designated Choir Mistress and Leader with Wednesday evening designated for
choir practice.  The girls would get the word out in the village tomorrow,
which would spread like wild fire.  I would change the church board after
as I smiled.
   I smiled as I had other ideas too.  Sunday school.  Nearly one quarter
of the congregation were minors.  We didn't have a hall of any description.
Could we use the vicarage, maybe the lounge if we moved the furniture back?
Where would we find a Sunday School teacher?  Later.
   I was in the office writing up my diary.  Bethany came in smiling.  She
had obviously seen the notice board out front.  She came round the desk
kissing me passionately.  We talked for a while then it was time to prepare
for this evenings service as Bethany gave the church a once over.  God I
was proud.  I said that?
   I was brought down to earth with the six o'clock service.  Seven turned
up.  Sure it had come over dirty and drizzling.  Well we were still in
winter.
   Everyone was rugged up as we went through the service.  I stood in the
doorway saying goodbye to those hardy souls shutting and baring the door
behind them.  We would be open for business in the morning.  I knew Bethany
would be out early collecting flowers for Mrs.  Oxley's funeral.
   Mum was thrilled when she heard of such a successful first service.  The
girls were happy at the news as we chatted on about the move tomorrow.  I
think Mum was looking forward to her new life in the country.
   I slept with Wilmer that night.  I was still tender so we lay there as I
spooned her back.  I slept right through till Leticia woke us up with a cup
of tea.
   Mrs.  Oxley's funeral at eleven was packed.  The funeral company had
turned up early with the coffin waiting patiently with a cup of tea in the
kitchen till it was time.
   There were so many they were standing around the front door with little
standing room in the Narthex.  I thought I saw some new faces I didn't see
yesterday.  After the service I lead the Hurst to the new cemetery where I
conducted the burial service.
   The family were sombre even the children.  I had not seen David.  This
was worrying.  I learnt later through one of the neighbours David had run
off that morning.
   We cleaned up the church after the funeral.  The carpets would be
cleaned this afternoon when the muddy footprints were dryer.  Yes our work
was never done.  The church had looked lovely for the service.  I had to
thank the girls for their effort with a passionate kiss of course.
   I rang Mum and the girls that night.  Mum was looking forward to
tomorrow.  So was I.  I rang Father Bob.  He was pleased for me as was Ruth
when I spoke to her.  As everyone was listening to what was said our
conversation was brief and limited.
   It was Leticia's turn tonight.  I was saving myself for Mum tomorrow
night as we spooned together.  I smiled as the thought struck me.  The
Vicarage was full of women.  I knew Bethany and Wilmer would go back to
their homes eventually but I didn't want to think about that.
   The next morning was cold overcast.  A call came in from the neighbour
that David Oxley had not returned home.  To me this was worrying.  I felt
sorry for David.  As I understood David had been protected from the real
world by his mother.  I suspected he was regarded with some jealously by
his older siblings.
   I put the day on hold as Bethany, Wilmer and I headed for the Oxley
farm. We found the boys and their wives working the farm.  This re-enforced
my thinking.  After a conversation with Adam the oldest, we set out to a
neighbouring farm who had rang in discovering David was seen way up in a
wooded corner of their farm where there was a pond with a spring.
   We set out with our rain coats and gumboots as we spread out heading in
the general direction.  It annoyed me his siblings took little interest in
their younger brother.  Hopefully we could save a troubled sole this day.
   It was three hours before we found David.  I heard a loud call with
relief from far off to my right as I was penetrating wet dripping
undergrowth.
   I came upon Wilmer and Bethany sitting by a small lean-to made from a
side of a small narrow discarded galvanised tank on its side covered with
fern and bracken with a branch or two to hide it.
   David looked wet, cold and miserable as the two women sat either side of
him holding his hands.  I smiled as David looked up with guilty eyes
looking like he expected a roasting.  "Hello David, we missed you at the
funeral yesterday." Was the brightest thing I could think of saying as we
were all wet and miserable now as everything had drip down our necks till
we were as wet inside as out.
   David wasn't in a talking mood so I asked.  "Would you like to come
visit your mother's grave with us David to see where she is buried?" He
looked at me with surprise then nodded.  "Well get your things together,
come with us like a good lad." David looked up with fear shouting.  "Not go
to farm."
   I was not surprised adding with a soothing voice.  "No David not to the
farm." The girls looked at me surprised.  I nodded smiling at David adding.
"We will go somewhere different David, would you like that?" His eyes lit
up with hope.
   I got up walking away then stopped looking back asking as no one had
moved.  "Well aren't you coming with us?" I stood there smiling as David
dived into the lean-to coming out with a Hessian bag of things following me
as I led the way escorted by the girls.
   David became agitated as we drove towards the farm.  I stopped a little
way past getting out as David was panicking as Wilmer tried to quieten him
as I strode towards the gate.  One of the women was in the yard hanging
clothes on the line so I left a message with her that we had found David
and were taking him with us for a while.
   I felt no guilt as I closed the gate behind me as I heading for the car.
We drove in silence towards the village.  I could see David was holding
onto Wilmer's hand as if it was his mothers, as I said.  "David, why don't
we pay your mum's grave a visit to say a prayer for her?" I could see a
glimmer in his eyes as he smiled at my image in the rear view mirror.
   We were beside the graveside of heaped fresh dug earth.  The two girls
were either side of David with their hands on his arms.  As I extracted my
pocket bible thumbing through the dog eared pages looking for an
appropriate passage.
   I began to talking about his mother's kindness of heart when I noticed a
family walking along the lane from the village, stopping looking across the
stone wall to see what was going on.  I waved them in as I went on.  We
made a crowd now of nine as I could see tears rolling down David's face as
I said a prayer for his mother's sole.  Finishing up with a special prayer
for mothers everywhere who look after little children.
   I think that was enough for David as I showed him how to throw dirt onto
the top if the grave heap.  The girls escorted David out to the car as I
introduced myself thanking the passing family for their kindness helping
out.
   Now what the hell do we do with David?  I raised my eyes to haven in
silent prayer as I headed for the car.  I had almost made up my mind that
his family farm was not the most inductive atmosphere for David.  The
problem was he needed an institute.  The type unfortunately that would take
him away from the place where he grew up and knew where he felt safe.
   I drove to the Vicarage, parking the car.  Leticia hearing the car
having a cup of tea ready by the time we entered the kitchen.  David was a
surprise as Bethany and Wilmer sat him down by the stove where it was
warmer.
   I watched as the three got clucky over David, was that jealously I was
feeling?  David had the mind of a child, a gentle one I hoped as he was not
as big or heavy as his siblings, never the less he was a boy growing into a
man's powerful body.
   There had been a phone call from mum with a message there was a problem
with a breakdown with the moving van, being in the shop for repairs today,
they wouldn't be there till tomorrow now.  Well that was a blessing.
   I rang the doctor asking his advice for David, discussing what I
suspected.  He more or less confirmed my suspicions not surprised at what I
found.  He had other advice, about David's pension which I promised to look
into as soon as possible.  I had seen this before in one form or another in
my internship with Father Bob.
   I was grim faced as I returned to the kitchen.  I was surprised to find
David and the girls giggling and laughing at something I had missed.  I
smiled as I came in sitting down as we were having a late sandwich as the
five of us ate.  It was looking like David was staying the knight with us.
   David needed cleaning up bad, with a shave and haircut after a bath.  He
looked and smelt like no one had taken an interest in him since his mum
became sick.
   It was Bethany who took David upstairs to the bathroom.  I had the job
of going through his possessions for clean clothes.  Why should I be
surprised when I found one spare pair of overalls as well as a winter shirt
with winter underwear and two pair of socks plus a heavy jumper and duffel
coat.  All had seen better days.  We would need a trip to the thrifty shop
in the next village shortly.  Well I had to go to the village to sort his
pension.
   Everything was dirty and wet so I fired up the washing machine putting
the lot in except the coat.  I would do that separate.  I went up stairs,
without thinking I walked into the bath room.
   David to my surprise was in the bath.  Bethany was washing David's
unruly hair.  From the looks of the suds in the bath I would say this was
the second time through.
   I realised David was still a late thirty's man with a body like a Greek
athlete.  Yes he had a powerful build but not fat like his brother's, he
had a cock on him like a horse.  Well not quite.  It hung half way down to
his knees and as thick as Bethany's wrist.  I felt suddenly inferior as I
looked at the slack member.
   Bethany was indicating something as she nodded her head to attract my
attention away from his oversize penis.  I had to watch her to work out
what she wanted as I worked it out I went behind her as David had his eyes
shut to stop the soap getting in them from his hair.
   I could see there were welts and bruises on his shoulders and back. 
Some were old and some were new.  Bethany looked at me with sad eyes
shaking her head.  I nodded grimacing what I had suspected being confirmed.
   I sat down on the corner of the bath at the bottom saying.  "David,
after Bethany washed your hair and you've had your bath.  Then you can have
a shave and when you are dry Leticia will give you a haircut."
   "I don't know how." David replied.  "I don't know how." He repeated.  I
looked at Bethany shrugging suggesting.  "You had better show him how to
shave."
   I was called down stairs.  Wilmer was going home for the night because
there weren't enough beds in the vicarage to be respectable with the number
in the house.  I hugged and kissed her before she left.  It was late
afternoon now as I cursed, David had somehow consumed the day.  Not that I
didn't think he deserved it but I had pressing church business to get on
with.
   I could hear a noise from upstairs as I went up as Wilmer left through
the back door.  I entered the bathroom to see a sight.  David was ridged in
the bath.  His head was back on the curved lip of the bath with his feet
jammed in the bottom or plug end.  Bethany was kneeling by the middle
bending over the side.  David's body with his back as straight and ridged
as a pole.  Bethany had bothher hands wrapped around his erection with
David's hand over them as he slid his hands up and down his shaft with
hers.
   Bethany looked scared as I went to break it up when David exploded. 
Without a word of a lie the first spurt went two foot in the air, landing
on the porcelain tiles beside the bath as David grunted.  "I'm coming
Mother." That stopped me in my tracks.  "Suck me Mother." as his second,
third and forth spurts sprayed over his upper body then got weaker and
weaker till he was dribbling down over their hands.
   I watched opened mouthed as David's body visibly relaxed in the tub as
he open his eyes looking as if he didn't understand where he was as he
looked down seeing Bethany's hands under his on his wilting erection.  Fear
flashed in his eyes as he realised where he was and what he had done.
   It was Bethany now released putting her cum splattered hands on his
chest reassuring him he was safe.  David went into what I could only
describe as withdrawal.  He seemed to be in a state of panic combined with
fear as I held my hand out in a stop gesture of calm to assure him nothing
would happen to him as he seemed to quieten.
   After a minute or so I asked.  "Are we all clean now on the outside and
inside.  You can get out David.  I will show you how to shave when your
dry." David stood up in the bath with his now slack penis hanging down
between his legs dribbling as Bethany looked at me.  I shrugged saying. 
"You better show him how to dry himself properly as you've shown him
everything else so far."
   Bethany scowled at me as I smiled back as she commanded.  "David get out
onto the mat and I'll dry you." I patted Bethany on the shoulder as she
knelt by the mat as I reassuring her.  "I'll have a talk with David about
his behaviour after I have a shower."
   Without thinking I stripped out of my wet clothes stepping into the
shower.  I don't think David had ever seen a shower as he stood fascinated
watching me shower through the clear glass screen as Bethany dried him
down. She did seem to spend a little time around his crutch I noticed.
   I was out in a few minutes feeling better as I began drying myself.  I
finished as Bethany was finishing with David's hair which was now totally
unruly.  "There." I proclaimed.  "All clean David, that is called a shower
as I powdered myself then slipped my dressing gown on.  David was smiling.
I had to smile because his sideburns and his fuzzy unruly hair making him
look a little like a fuzzy wuzzy ape man.
   Bethany powdered David then put the spare robe on him.  It of course was
a little small and short.  We laughed, though I'm sure David didn't
understand.
   I set about showing David how to shave.  I thought the best way was to
let him do it himself.  Bethany had left, I assume to go to her room to get
out of her wet clothes.
   David was fascinated with the razor.  I imagined he used scissors before
at home.  I showed him how to use the shaving cream side by side as I did
my face then he did his.  He thought this great fun as he giggled with the
feeling of the foam as he worked it into his facial hair.
   I gave him my used razor so there would be less fuss as I knew this was
going to be a drama.  I demonstrated how to stroke the razor.  David
giggled like a little girl as he could see his skin where the razor had
been with the first stroke.  I showed him how to wash the razor in the hot
water in the sink then make another stroke.
   The straight parts were easy as David began to get the idea.  Then we
worked our way round the harder parts like his top lip.  I showed him how
to hold the razor at an angle correcting his arm when it was not right. 
Yes we had a few cuts.  I don't think David felt them with the excitement
of the new experience.
   I think seeing his face clean for the first time fascinated him as he
giggled as he pulled faces.  I could only laugh at his antics in the big
mirror as I went back to finishing shaving myself.
   I was lost in my thoughts as I was finishing off when I felt something
tug at my robe.  I thought David must have opened the draw as I eased back
away.
   I felt a hand clamp around my penis, I thought Bethany had slipped back
into the bathroom without me noticing.  I felt that warm wet hollow feeling
as I looked down in amazement registering David wasn't there.  I expected
to see Bethany sucking my now fast rising erection to see it was David's
fuzzy wuzzy hair fastened to my now full erection.
   I couldn't believe it was David as I stiffened with excitement.  I still
expected to find Bethany.  'Oh god no.' I groaned as I reached down to
clamp my hands each side of David's head as I tried to push him back.  I
heard him protest then felt my balls being squeezed harder as I felt teeth
on my shaft.
   I eased my grip on his head resulting in David continuing.  My erection
going deeper and deeper as I groaned.  For a simple man he was doing the
best blow job I ever had.  "Oh David." I groaned realising I was hanging
onto his ears now as I was ramming my hips into David's head as I was
cumming so quick.  "David." I groaned and let loose with one of the hardest
climaxes I could remember.
   David was holding my bum cheeks fiercely I realised, forcing me in as
deep as he could.  I was sinking to my knees as he followed me down.  After
some time I finally managed to lift his head off me.  "God David why did
you do that?" He lifted his head swallowing, he smiled with a grin I had
never seen before which made me realise there was a real person under the
facade we saw as David.
   "I like you Father." Well I was floored.  It took me some time to
recover as I asked.  Who taught you to suck a man's penis like that David?"
He looked up fearful without saying a word.  "Was it one of your brothers
David?" Now I seen real fear in his face as he looked around nervously.
   "It's all right David no one will hurt you here." I patted his head to
reassure him.  "Who was it David?" He was reluctant as he looked up at me
as I prodded him.  "Was it Adam?" He looked up at me as if shocked I knew.
Well it wasn't too hard to work out.  David nodded as I went on.  "Did he
beat you too David?" He nodded saying.  "If I didn't suck him he would beat
me." I nodded.  I had suspected as much when I saw the marks and bruises on
his back.
   "Now David I want you to tell me about you and your mum.  You and your
mum were playing with your penis David?" He looked at me strange as if he
didn't understand so I tried again.  Did your mum touch you like you made
Bethany do in the bath tonight?"
   David was quite for some time.  "David you can tell me because I'm your
priest.  I can't tell anyone else unless you say I can.  Do you understand
or God will strike me down."
   This seem to work as he looked into my face asking.  "You promise
Father?" I nodded as I asked the question different again.  Did your mum
play with your dick David?" He nodded as I asked another.  "When would she
do that David?" He looked around again to check we were alone then
answered. "Sometimes when we were alone in the kitchen when she gave me a
bath when they had gone to bed."
   I assume 'they' meant his brothers and wives.  I nodded asking another
as gently as I could.  "Did your mum let you lay on top of her so you could
stick your erection inside her?" David looked at me strangely as I asked
again.  "Did your mum let you push your dick inside her?" He was a little
apprehensive as he hesitated then nodded.  "When and where did you do it
David?" I patted his shoulder as if I understood.
   "I would sneak into her bedroom when she wanted me after they went to
bed.  If they were up I would sneak in through the window when she left it
open for me.  Mum would take me to bed and hold my dick real tight and open
her legs letting me push it inside her as far as I could.  I had to put
grease on first so she was slippery then push it in till it was right in."
   He didn't know if that was what I needed to know but went on. 
"Sometimes I would go to sleep on her then have to run back to the barn
real quick before they woke up." He had a smile on his face as he
remembered then tears.  I squeezed his shoulder again trying to transmit my
feeling to him as I said.  "David why don't we say a prayer for your mum
together."
   We were on our knees as I bowed my head with my hands clasped in prayer.
David had followed my lead as I said a simple prayer for his mum as I heard
him following me as I waited for him between sentience's.  I struck on an
idea adding to the prayer.  "I will not tell a sole what I did with Father
Andrew tonight nor what Mum and I did together in the bath or bed or what
Adam made me do in the barn when he beat me."
   When we finished he looked at me as I spoke sternly.  "You can't tell
David promise?" He nodded as I explained.  "When we are together alone we
will discuss this again but it might not be tonight or tomorrow or the next
day as we are going to be very busy.  I will let you know." He smiled not
thinking of his mum now.
   "Come on David, Bethany wants to have a shower before dinner too.  clean
your teeth quickly." He smiled as we got to our feet.  David was the little
boy again as his eyes sparkled as I gave him an old tooth brush and
toothpaste to use.
   I was grateful he didn't need much teaching as he seemed to know his way
about the toothbrush as he quickly cleaned his teeth.  It was the spitting
down the sink he needed guidance with as I showed him how to cup his hand
under the running water to fill and wash his mouth.
   "Good boy David." I praised him as I opened the door shouting down the
stairs.  "Bathroom's free." Leticia called up.  "Bethany's in my shower
down here." I laughed as I took David into my room to change.  I don't
think he had seen such a big bedroom seeing the size of my double bed with
built in wardrobes.
   I went looking for clothes for David.  I turned back to see David
looking at the jar of Vaseline on the nightstand.  I could see the sparkle
of recognition as I realised I was having sex with someone.  Even David
could work that out.
   I threw him my biggest pair of shorts from the drawers in the built in
robe.  They were too small.  I apologised to David explaining my clothes
were too small for him.  We would have to wait for the washer and dryer to
finish as we went down to the kitchen.
   Leticia was in the kitchen fussing over the pots on the stove as she
looked up as we came in.  "About time." She complained as she looked at
David saying.  "Come on David.  I'll give you a hair cut before dinner. 
She pulled out a chair from the table placing it in the middle of the slate
floor.  Grabbing a folded sheet she sat David down placing the sheet over
him tying it about his neck.
   She went to work on him using her fingers as a depth gauge as his locks
began tumbling onto the floor around him.  I kept up a conversation with
David as I quizzed him about his likes and dislikes.
   David of course loved his mother's cooking.  We laughed when he told us
his sister in laws couldn't cook very well.  I extracted from him where he
slept which was in a corner of the hayloft.
   Leticia and I looked at each other.  She obviously knew about the
bruises and marks on his back from Beth.  When she had finished with his
locks she began trimming him which made him look more like a human being.
   By the time Bethany came out in her dressing gown Leticia was finished.
She gasped seeing the new David.  She rushed over wrapping her arms around
his shoulders hugging him telling him how handsome he looked now rushing
off to get a mirror.
   Leticia was dishing up as Bethany was showing David his image in the
mirror.  I could see the excitement in his eyes.  I was pleased as we were
called to the table.  We had to show David how to say grace as I explained
it was a little prayer to thank God for the food on the table.  Explaining
to David that a lot of our food was donated by the good people of the
parish around us, we were also thanking God for their kindness.
   Dinner was pleasant.  David was fascinated by the modern gadgets in the
house as he was by the light and power.  His table manners were a little on
the rough side as Bethany guided him through the meal as she sat beside him
as he sat by me on the side with Leticia on my other.
   This was the first visitor we had had since I had taken up residency. 
We lingered over our cup of tea as David had Milo as he didn't like tea. 
We had tried to work out how far David's education had progressed as
Bethany sat with David on the settee in the lounge room with the electric
heater reading a children's book.  David seem to know the fundamentals as
he could read some of the simpler words.  His mother must have taught him
as I didn't see David going to school.
   The dryer finally finished as Leticia emptied it calling David.  She
handed him a pair of his long underwear to put on.  She gasped as David
slid into the garment exposing himself.  "David." She scolded.  "You should
have turned your back.  That thing of yours would give a girl heat
failure." She was smiling as she led him back into the lounge room.
   I rang Mum about nine.  She was excited she would be here tomorrow. 
Bethany and Leticia spoke to the three at the other end.  Everyone was
looking forward to tomorrow.  There was no mention of David's problems. 
The girls would find out tomorrow when they arrived.
   Too soon it was bedtime.  We would sleep in our own rooms tonight as we
said goodnight to each other.  Leticia went off to her flat beside the
kitchen as we made our way upstairs.  We made David comfortable in his room
tucking him in.  I don't think he could believe it.  Sleeping in such a
large room on his own.  I went straight to sleep as it had been a full day.
   I was in dream land as I felt something that didn't quite wake me up. 
It must have been Bethany spooning into me.  I almost surfaced again later
as I was slipping into her body.  I put my arm over her drawing her to me
as I groaned.
   That was what woke me as I groaned louder as I realised Bethany had
slipped me up her rear.  She was back against me now as my erection was
deep inside her as I woke slowly.  "God darling you feel good." I felt the
base of my shaft being squeezed as something was wrong.
   I froze when I realised she had no tits as I felt around feeling a solid
erection.  "David." I hissed, "What are you doing?" It was quite then I
felt my erection being squeezed again as he moved up and down on me.  "Fuck
me Father." I heard the faint whisper.  I tried to pull out then felt a
firm hand reach back stopping me.  "No one will know Father.  I won't
tell."
   God I was tempted, as my child hood friend flashed into my mind.  He was
my cousin and my best friend.  I was twelve, he was fourteen as we had this
little hidey hole we called it in his cellar.  We had made a clubhouse out
of it with old carpets for curtain walls and floor.  We knew if anyone was
coming as it was in behind the stairs.
   I remember him wanking my dick till I exploded then I had to wank his
till he came.  Boy after that we were at it whenever we could.  I remember
the first time he sucked me off, I came and came in his mouth.  Then he
made me do him.  I didn't like the taste of his cum but I got used to it. I
also remember the first time he stuck his dick up my bum, God it hurt till
he spat on it then it slipped straight in, hurting like the devil.
   We progressed to using fat from the larder in a jar, greasing up our
bums and dicks.  We learnt very quickly how to ease our erections into each
other slowly and then when we were inside finding the fun it was as we
pounded in and out till we came.
   I was smiling as I felt David squeeze me tightly.  God he felt good. 
"All right David not a word it's a secret." I whispered back as I felt him
move up and down on me.  "Oh fuck David, that is just beautiful."
   I clamped my hands on David's hips then rolled us over as I lay on top
drawing his bum up so I could get at him easier as I held his hip with one
hand then his erection with the other.
   I began to push in and out, as David moved his bum up and down.  God I
was in heaven.  He had a beautiful ass as I began slamming my hips into him
like the old days.  David was making a noise so I slid my hand around his
mouth as I felt his erection getting harder.
   I had my head down over his shoulder as I felt his hips swivel back and
forth in time with my thrusts.  I was poking my tongue into his ear as I
felt him begin to shudder.  He groaned long and loud as I held him tightly
as he began squirting into the bed.  I couldn't help myself as his
squeezing anus muscle took me over the edge as I thrust hard exploding deep
inside him.
   We lay there for so long as I held his now slack penis as I felt him
squeeze mine still embedded inside him as I was shrinking.  I groaned as I
slipped out.  I switched the bedside lamp on to see the hole I was just
buried in as I bent over kissing David's bum cheek.  "Thank you David." I
whispered.  "That was beautiful.  Thank you."
   David rolled onto his side grinning with pleasure as I pulled hand
towels from the drawer, cleaning myself up handing one to David as he wiped
his bum then his wilting penis.  I put my finger to my lips as in silence
as David nodded.  Then I pointed back to his room.  David nodded slipping
quietly out of the room like a shadow.
   I shook my head as I cleaned up the bed where David's semen wet the
sheet.  I went back to bed with a towel over the wet patch feeling good. 
God what was I doing.  I worried as an image of the bishop kicking my arse
out of the church was very vivid.
   There was a hand stroking my arm under the bed sheets waking me as I
groaned.  It was still dark outside.  "No David I groaned." I heard a
giggle as I realised it was Bethany spooned into me.  "What are you doing
here?" I whispered.  "The same thing as David." She retorted.  I stiffened
as I put my arms around her explaining.
   "David sneak in and cuddle up like you.  He put Rover right up his bum
while I slept.  When I woke up I was about to cum." She was quite for a
while then commented.  "It took you a long time to wake up, you two moaned
and groaned for ages." I said nothing for a while then felt her squeeze my
arm.
   "I'm sorry Bethany he felt so wonderful I couldn't help myself, like
when I'm inside your rear." She wiggled her bum.  "Bethany." I protested.
She giggled in reply.
   She turned over in my arms as I felt her slip Rover in between her legs
for safe keeping as she called it.  when she spoke she was serious.  "I
want to try him." She kissed me to reassure me as she continued.  "I want
you there just in case." We were quite for a while as I was getting harder
again.  "Bethany, You shore?" I felt her nod.  "When." I asked.  There was
another pause.  "Now?"
   I nodded.  I could see her logic.  Tonight the house would be full with
mum and the girls back.  I nodded as she squeezed her legs.  I rolled her
onto her back as I felt her legs open as I explained.  "I had better open
you up and get you sloppy if we are going to let David loose on you." She
giggled as I slowly pushed in as I was dribbling as I told her.
   "David was being abused by his elder brother.  He beat him if he didn't
suck his dick or let him ram his arse.  Probably been doing it for years
before he was married." I let it sink in adding.  "You can't tell." I
warned her as I went on.
   "His mother was using him as well.  Like in the bath or she would let
him into her bedroom through the window of a night letting him lay on her
body in bed.  I assume she missed her husband, using David as a surrogate,
he kept the secret from everyone."
   We were quite for a while as I worked in and out deeper and deeper till
Bethany climaxed as I added.  "It's a secret." I felt her nod as I rammed
in and out of her till I exploded.  "Fuck that boy makes me hard." She
giggled saying.  "I don't blame you, he makes me hard as well." We both
laughed as we lay there.
   It was Bethany.  "We haven't told you.  Father Jamie died while he was
chock a block up a boy, pumping him full of sperm, when his heart failed."
I was shocked at the news as I said.  "I thought he was out walking in the
woods when he had the attack."
   Bethany laughed saying.  "Sort of, what a way to go." I nodded asking.
"How." "Well we had just finished Mabon, the autumn equinox ceremony.  Most
had gone home except those off in the woods having their little bit of fun.
Father Jamie was Bi.  He liked boys more than girls, mind you he kept us
girls happy as well.  The boy came back without father Jamie distressed. 
We concocted the story that he was out walking collapsing, being brought
back to the vicarage where he expired.  The doctor signed the certificate,
nothing more became of it."
   We were quite for a time till Bethany squeezed me announcing.  "I'm
ready.  Get him Adam."
   There was excitement in her voice as I slipped out of bed to the door. I
didn't want to switch on any lights to draw attention to the comings and
goings in the vicarage.  The door to David's room was ajar as I slipped in.
I could see his head on the pillow with the glow from the electric clock on
the bedside table.
   I hovered over him, gently kissing him on the lips till he stirred
opening his eyes.  "David." I whispered.  "It's Father Andrew.  Get up lad,
I have a job for you." I had felt David's body go stiff till he realised
where he was and it was me.  "Come on David, I have a surprise and it's a
secret, understand." I pulled the bedclothes back as I reached in I
squeezed his penis as I could feel it getting hard.  I grinned as I eased
him out of bed.
   I led him by the hand, feeling his other hand slide round my naked
waist. I think he thought I was going to bare my bum for him as his hand
slipped down feeling my cheek.  I drew him into my bedroom where he saw
Bethany in bed from the digital electric clock's glowing face as I closed
the door.
   His hand left my bum in anticipation.  "Would you like to get into bed
with Bethany David?" He nodded.  "Get into bed then David." I urged him. 
David hesitated saying.  "I got to get it first." I was puzzled as he
suddenly pulled away turning to the bedside table fumbling in the dark.  He
came back with the jar of Vaseline as Bethany pulled the blankets back off
her body, he could see she was naked ready.
   David gave an excited gasp as he climbed in over Bethany legs as she
opened them wide for him in the near dark.  We watched as David greased his
erection from the jar.  Wiping his hand on Bethany's crutch then on the
sheets looking down at Bethany he gave a guttural moan as he lay down on
her hips.
   To my surprise he went onto his elbows as he tried to line her up.  "Put
me in mum." He whispered as Bethany slid her hand down between them
Gasping. "Hell David it's enormous.  Take it easy."
   David seemed gentle as he worked his exposed head into Bethany's
entrance as she moaned and groaned as she tried to wiggle her hips around
his entering head.
   "Be gentle David till you get inside.  Bethany is not used to your size
like your mum was." David stopped as Bethany took control as she stroked
his face.  "Just push in and out a little slowly.  That's it, a little
harder darling." Bethany groaned saying.  "See it's going in a bit now a
bit further." Bethany grunted saying.  "Oh god stop a minute."
   David stopped.  "Now David push back and forward a little where you are,
then watch my reaction and if I'm not groaning in pain push a little harder
till I do groan in pain then back off a bit now give it a try."
   I was surprised David had so much control and patients.  I think if I
was in his position...  No I would be the same.  Again I felt an affinity
with David.  Not because we made love but there was something about him
that got to me.
   "Oh yes David.  That's it, a little harder.  Oh dam that's it.  Oh David
it's almost in, keep doing it just like that." David was kind of giggling
as he worked into Bethany.  "David concentrate." It was Bethany being
serious bringing David into line.
   She groaned loudly saying.  "Not that hard David, a bit softer.  That's
the boy, like that, it will go in shortly.  Just stretch me slowly.  When
your older like me your skin takes longer to stretch than when your young."
   I was sitting on the bed now watching the spectacle as David's bum
moving with little back and forward motions, as Bethany said.  "Now you got
that right David, I'm going to put my legs over yours." I watched them as
they sorted themselves out as David went back to work.  Bethany was open
wider now as David grunted.  "Hold still David, it's going in."
   Bethany was groaning as she swivelled her hips slowly around then
settled.  "I can feel you going in David.  Your stretching me wide open
with your big dick." She was quite for a minute then.  "Can you feel it
going in slowly David?" David giggled, I smiled.  God I wished it was me
pushing into her, I had had my turn.  I remembering how tight she felt as
her vagina stretched around me.
   Bethany looked up at me gasping.  "He's almost half way in.  God stop
David." Bethany panted, they lay there for a few minutes then.  "All right
David push in and out a little now."
   I could hardly see his bum move in the dim light.  "That's right David,
pull out a little more." Now I could see David's bum began moving as he
grunted as he slid back in.  I smiled as I could see David pull out further
and further as he pushed back into Bethany.
   "Push in a little further David." It was Bethany as I could see she was
getting animated.  "Oh David." I heard her grunt as David slid in again. 
Bethany was being stretched now as I could see her back arching under him.
It was happening.  I smiled.
   "Fuck David." She groaned.  "How much more." David was grunting now as I
thought to myself.  'look out Bethany.' Bethany howled as David pushed in.
Then pulled back almost out.
   I didn't know we were making so much noise as a robed figure appeared
beside the bed.  It was Leticia coming to see what was going on.  I think
she was just as mesmerised as I, seeing Bethany under David as she was
shrieking in climax as David's arse moved up and down now which looked to
be about six inches.
   I pulled Leticia down beside me as I open her robe lifting her nightie
as I pushed my hand into her crutch as she groaned as I stroked her
clitoris as I felt her legs open for me.
   I was surprised to feel Leticia was wet already.  The noise must have
been obvious.  I tried to lift her nightie from behind.  "On your knees
darling." I commanded.  Leticia lifted off as I slid to my knees on the
rug. I was ripping my dressing gown off then my shorts as I reached for her
dressing gown.
   Leticia was naked in a flash as I bent her over the side of the bed as I
fumbled with my erection feeling for her opening.  I groaned with relief as
I slipped in then worked in and out slowly going deeper as I worked
Leticia's clitoris hard.
   I think the vibes the two on the bed were giving off made us mad with
sexual desire.  David was rising and falling with what I perceived a full
length now.  In the back of my mind I was amazed she could take all nine
inches of him.
   I could see Bethany had dragged David's head down kissing him
passionately as their heads were locked together as she was screaming into
his mouth with every thrusting stroke he made into her depths as I heard
him groan loudly.
   I could feel Leticia shuddering on my erection as she climaxed hard
bringing me on as I spurted strongly.  The two on the bed went quite as we
could hear them breathing heavily as Bethany began moaning.  "Get it out
David for fuck sake.  She screamed as David sat up on his legs pulling out
of her as Bethany unwound her legs from his.
   She used the towel on the bed to wipe herself as I reached around
Leticia for a towel in the bottom drawer if the bedside drawers.  We wiped
ourselves as we parted.  Leticia kissed us all as she recovered her night
wear heading for the bathroom naked.
   We had an arrangement to leave the bathroom light on for the rest of the
night to confuse people if they noticed.
   I climbed into the bed with Bethany sandwiched between us going to sleep
as it was almost dawn.
   We slept in till eight.  We were rushing now as there was three naked
bodies in the bathroom as we showered David then we shaved together, as I
touched up the parts he missed.
   David looked a dag in his overalls and gumboots as the three of us were
ready to leave as I gave instructions to Wilmer who had just arrived laying
out our plans for the day.  David of course would take up the major part of
the morning as we drove out of the yard heading for the doctors.
   I had booked David in for a check up.  When he saw the bruises and scars
on David's back and arms he took photos.  We agreed nothing would be done
unless it was necessary.  I could see in the future the doctor and I were
going to be good friends.  No...  Very good friends.
   Next it was the thrifty shop in the next village over.  In an hour we
had decked David out in three new sets of clothes with one pair of work
boots and one pair of shoes.
   I have never seen anyone so pleased at the change in his life.  We had a
slave for life.
   Then it was the social services office.  David's payments would go into
an account which I was responsible for as his honorary ward.  That would
fix his brothers wagon.
   We were back by lunch.  I phoned the doctor to report our progress. 
After a call came in that Mum and the girls were leaving.  They would be
here by dinner time.  I had decided I would go pick them up from the
station so they didn't have to catch the bus.
   Over lunch the four of us mulled over the problem of accommodation.  We
had a garage out back in the yard plus a lean too beside the shed designed
to house four cars backed into the back wall but that was open on three
side with a tool shed at the other end.  The tool-shed was just big enough
for a small narrow bed.  Not big enough for a bedroom.
   It was decided Bethany would open her cottage, taking David with her as
a temporary arrangement relieving the pressure on the vicarage.  David
would be put to work, cleaning up around the church grounds.  The lawns, I
mean the grass around the church being the first casualty.
   I set David up with the old mower, well it was an old self propelled
type.  A parishioner in the past had donated it when she become too old to
do her lawns herself.
   I showed him how to check the oil then put the petrol in from the can
then demonstrated how to mow as I had used the mower last week on the back
lawn behind the vicarage.  Well David was in heaven as he took off towards
the church.  He was going to start against the church walls working out as
I suggested.
   Beth and I were off to the next on the list.  Two elderly sisters living
on their own and an elderly couple not far down the road from them.  We
were stopped a number of times as Bethany introduced me to villagers we met
along the way.
   Beth was sore this morning, as I laughed at her discomfort.  We were
chatting to one village lady who was out in her garden with a friend who
was visiting.  Her friend and her young family had been touring on their
holidays.  They were staying in the back yard of the villager in their
caravan.
   As we walked away I explained to Bethany that would solve our lack of
bedroom problems at the vicarage.  The remainder of the walk back was taken
up discussing where we could find a caravan, preferably on loan and put it
in the back yard under the car port for David to sleep in.
   It was getting on when we arrived back.  I got ready to go pick up the
girls from the station.  I grinned as David was still out with the mower as
I drove away.  Yes he was doing a great job.  I was pleased as David
consumed my thoughts.  I asked Bethany this afternoon, if the boy that
Father Jamie was plugging was still around?
   It turns out he was.  His name was Christopher, he worked on a farm a
way out but lived closer on the village outskirts on the other side.  I
suggested to Bethany maybe Christopher would be good company for David as
they had the same things in common?  Beth agreed looking at me with a smile
agreeing it was a good idea.
   The train was a little late.  I didn't mind as the three women alighted
to my welcoming arms.  I was so glad to see mother hugging her tightly. 
The girls carried overnight bags which fitted in the trunk of the car with
the boot lid open.  Margery and Sherrill were excited to be back home in
the fold after their little holiday in the city.  I could not thank them
enough for their effort.
   Dinner was ready as we had a little trouble fitting everyone around the
table with two on corners.  we were a happy group as we laughed and chatted
through the meal.  We were happy to be finally together.  I remarked we
would need a larger kitchen table and to keep their eyes and ears open.
   We made plans.  There was going to be choir practice tomorrow night
which there were a handful promised to attend when contacted.  I was
pleased my plans were coming together as I made a note in my diary.  I had
a full day tomorrow.
   By nine o'clock Leticia, Mum and I found ourselves alone.  Margery and
Sherrill were tired leaving early then Bethany took David with her.  I
remarked I felt lonely as Mum and Leticia laughed.  I rang Father Bob to
tell him I had mum with us now giving him the general news of what I was up
to.  His advice was not to try and do too much too early.  I grinned down
the phone.  Yes he was right of course but I was keen.
   Leticia retired to her room as she rarely stayed up late unless it was
important.  I think Mum was a little surprised to see me kiss her
affectionately good night.
   "Come on Mum let's go to bed." It had been two weeks as we lay in bed
with Mum spooned into me.  I had greased us up and I was sliding in
smoothly.  "I missed you Andrew, did you miss me?" I hugged her telling
her. "I missed her terribly." Then I added.  "The girls made sure I was not
too lonely without you." I felt her stiffen as I stroked in and out slowly
saying.  Come on Mum I have to keep them happy too or it won't work as well
as it does.  You know your number one."
   I began to make her happy as she groaned with manipulation as I eased
back and forward sliding in.  Mum came quicker tonight than previously.  We
lay in each other's arms after our climaxes.  I told her what was going on
with David and his abuse by his brother.  I told her how he had slipped
into my bed waking me as I climaxed into his body.  I confessed how I felt
about David wanting to look after his wellbeing with the plans I now had
for him.
   I think Mum was surprised when I told her he was built like a dam
donkey. She giggled then was quite when I told her Bethany tried him last
night and screamed the house down with both pain and pleasure.
   Mum was quite as I told her David liked boys as well as girls.  That I
was trying to find a 'friend' for him but David didn't know.  I told her
how some of the parishioners would need my personal attention from time to
time, to not let it interfere with her feeling for me as it was my job as I
saw it.
   I told her how I felt about Bethany, how if she had been younger I would
take her for my wife.  I don't know how mum felt about that as mum was a
good six years younger than Bethany.  In other words I was telling her she
had to share me.
   I think she began to realise life in the vicarage was going to be more
complicated than she imagined.  I made it clear though Mum was in charge of
the vicarage as a substitute for my wife.
   The next morning seemed different at breakfast.  We were both in our
robes after showering having a quickie before getting out of bed.  Mum
seemed more shore of herself than I could remember.  She was laughing and
chatting with Leticia as if they had been lifelong friends.  I smiled.
   My first chore for the day was not a pleasant one, as Bethany and I
headed for the Oxley farm.  I sought out Adam taking him aside.  I told him
some home truths about him looking at a substantial jail time if word got
out about his sexual abuse of David.
   I pointed out if there was any trouble from him or any of his family
towards David or ourselves in the future he would find the law on his
doorstep.  I finished by informing him I would be David's legal guardian in
future.  We took our leave of the Oxley farm, hoping never to return.
   We were silent as we drove to our next destination.  It was an elderly
couple on a small farm who couldn't get to church.  I performed a service
in their kitchen being blessed for our kindness being loaded up with
vegetables and fruit.
   Our next stop was on the outskirts of the village where I had not yet
been, where Christopher lived with his mum.  I could see immediately his
mother was apprehensive when she saw my black clothes and collar.  Bethany
introduced me to Janice, Christopher's mum.
   I shook her hand putting her at ease as I explained the situation with
David.  How David had the mind of a young teenage boy, finding it difficult
to make friends with his own age.  I was wondering if Christopher would
like to meet David to see how the two would get along.
   The look of relief on Janice's face was priceless, I think she thought
there was something unfinished from the Father Jamie business.  She had
heard of David of course, never having met him as he had rarely been seen
outside the farm.
   In confidence I explained to Janice that David would not be going back
to the farm after his mum's death.  We at the vicarage had take the
responsibility for his wellbeing in the future.  That was enough
information.  Now David's presence would be explained around the vicarage
to the villages satisfaction.
   Yes it would be a sensation for a day or two then die off to another bit
of old village gossip.  Actually I had a purpose for it to get around so I
might dig up an old caravan for David to live in.
   I smiled at Bethany as we drove away.  She reached across squeezing my
arm as we headed back to the vicarage.
   I was impressed at the work David had done.  The church lawn's were
almost finished.  After lunch I would teach him how to use the whipper
sniper.  Life was on the improve.
   The moving van was driving out as we pulled in.  the girls were there
fussing about as Bethany went to help.  Mum seemed to be in charge
directing David to help carry the heavier items upstairs.
   I went into the office to write up my dairy.  The bishop would want to
see it when I went to see him in three weeks time.  I realised I was
letting my fear of the Bishop run my life.  I shook my head as I could hear
the carrying on outside as I looked around.  Then it hit me.  I stood up
walking around the office smiling.  I opened the door calling for Bethany.
   I explained my idea of putting the camp bed in my office for David
temporary.  I smiled at her as she smiled back.  Bethany had told me David
and herself had slept together last night with her wrapped in his arms. 
She was too sore to do anything but confessed she first masturbated then
sucked him before they went to sleep.
   We sent David to find the fold up camp bed in amongst the stuff piled in
the foyer and hallway from Mum's.  We moved the desk in the office around
so the back corner was free to lay out the camp bed with one of the little
bedside tables with a lamp.
   David was pleased he had a bedroom in the house.  I promised him I was
trying to find a caravan which we would put in the back yard under the
carport of his own to stretch out in.  David didn't quite know what I meant
as I assured him he would have his privacy.  I winked at him, I think he
realised I was looking after him, though he probably could not see it at
the moment.
   Lunch was late but animated as we explained how things worked in the big
bad world to David who had no conception of money or the cost of living. 
We had promised to explain it to him in detail when we had free time after
dinner tonight.
   It was back to work for Bethany and I.  We were going further and
further afield with our visits.  Bethany had made a list from the past
rolls.  All the parishioners were too old or incapacitated to make it to
church.
   We returned loaded with vegetables.  I was becoming familiar with the
way things worked here in the country.  It was beating the hell out of the
city.  We had almost a fortnights supply now for the vicarage.
   Dinner was early tonight as there was choir practice.  We were
explaining just finishing when there was a knock on the front door.  I
answered to find a women there I had seen in the congregation last Sunday.
I pointed the way to the church explaining Wilmer was on her way.
   Even as I spoke the outside light over the side door of the church came
on as the door was open.  I shut the front door as the woman hurried off. I
would put in an appearance later as I wanted to fill out my diary first.
   I could hear the women, even David laughing as they were washing up. 
Leticia wanted to join the choir practice.  I heard them go off as I worked
away hearing a knock at the front door again.  I sighed as I went to answer
it.
   To my surprise there was a young man standing there.  "You looking for
the choir." I enquired.  I was surprised when he shook his head saying. 
"Mum said you wanted to see me Father." I was taken back as my mind raced.
"I'm Christopher." He added as the penny dropped.
   I smiled as I opened the door wide, inviting him in.  He took of his
shoes and coat in the foyer as I closed the door.  As he stood there I was
impressed with his looks and physique.  I could understand Father taking an
interest in the boy, well he was nineteen or so.  I held my hand out
shaking his warmly as I introduced myself.
   I lead him into the now empty lounge where there were two lounge chairs
side by side at an angle with a small coffee table in between for personal
one on one conversations as I sat him down.  I smiled at him as I started.
"I assume your Mum told you about David?" He nodded as I asked.  "Do you
know David?" He shook his head as I nodded.  "David is thirty eight.  He
has hardly set foot outside the farm.  I assume his mother took him
shopping with her sometimes when he was younger so he would come into the
village occasionally but no further."
   I looked at Christopher smiling as I built up courage.  "Christopher I
don't wish to open old wounds but did you like Father Jamie and what you
were doing together?" Christopher turned bright red as I put my hand across
on his knee saying.  "I'm sorry Christopher but it is important that I know
if Father Jamie didn't have to force you to do what you were doing
together."
   I reassured him a number of times as he calmed.  "Did you like doing it
Christopher?" He nodded blushing again as I rubbed his knee to calm him. 
"Thank you for telling me Christopher.  Whatever we talk about is private
between us."
   He nodded as I smiled my reassuring smile as I paused looking at him
serious.  "Christopher what I am about to tell you is also private between
you and I as well you understand."
   He nodded as I grimaced at what I was about to divulge because it went
against my training.  "Christopher, David is like you.  You understand?  He
likes to have interaction with another man like you.  I thought you two
might like to be shall we say, friends."
   I paused to let it sink in.  Christopher was looking at me intently,
there was a gleam in his eyes.  I smiled.  "Would you like to meet David
Christopher?"
   He nodded trying not to smile as he nodded his head a little too hard as
I smiled in return saying.  "Now David is not real smart, you understand.
He has never been to school, not being able to read and write properly.  He
was born like that and will never be smart like other adults.  He has to be
taught everything from scratch, understand?"
   Christopher nodded as he confided blushing.  "It's all right Father I'm
not that smart either." I smiled nodding.  I had suspected so, priests
tended to zero in on the type.
   "Christopher, what you will like about David is his equipment.  It's
nine inches long when it's hard." Well his eyes lit up as I nodded
confirming adding.  "That will make you moan and groan." I was surprised as
Chris giggled.  I squeezed his knee patting it.  I had chosen well by the
looks of it as I added.  "I know you will treat him kindly Christopher, he
has had a rough time at home."
   We were quite for a while as I let the lad digest the information till
he looked at me as I smiled saying.  "Well I suppose you'll be wanting to
meet David." He flashed a dazzling smile at me as I took his hand in mine
standing up I shook it warmly.
   "Not a word now Chris, not a word.  Just between us." I warned him as I
guided him out into the hall for his shoes then out through the the rear
door into the night where there was a path to the side door of the church.
   We could hear the organ with singing from the back yard as we drew
closer.  I smiled as some of the voices sounded beautiful as we entered the
building.
   We stood in the shadows outside the office listening as I whispered to
Chris.  "Do you sing Chris?" He nodded smiling.  I nodded saying.  "Not
now, look after David first." He nodded as I motioned him to stay, then I
stepped out of the shadows into the Crossing where the group were gathered
round the organ announcing myself.  "Good evening ladies and gentlemen."
   This got their attention as Wilmer stopped as I looked at David standing
by the organ saying.  "Sorry to interrupt.  David can I see you please." As
David came forward I nodded to Wilmer as Bethany looked at me as I smiled
saying.  "Won't be a minute.  Carry on."
   I turned my back as I could see David was following.  I lead David into
the shadows waiting for him to catch up as he could see the young man now
as I introduced them.  "David this is Chris, Chris this is David.  Now boys
follow me."
   The man and boy shook hands as I turned heading back towards the
Vicarage.  They were quite as we walked guiding them in the back door of
the vicarage into the kitchen.
   I looked at David announcing.  "David you have your first visitor, sit
him down, make him a cup of whatever he likes then sit at the table and
talk." I emphasised the word talk as I winked at Chris saying.  "You might
have to show him Chris.  The tea, coffee and Milo is there and theirs
cookies there." I went to the sideboard getting down the stone jar Leticia
kept there for our use.
   David was a little lost as I smiled at him assuring him.  "Chris is
going to be your fiend David, you and he have a lot in common." David
smiled looking at him as I said.  "I'm off to sing in the choir, you two
get to know each other."
   I left them to it as I smiled as I strode back to the church.  They were
in the middle of a hymn as I came in closing the door.  There was about ten
there, all women now David had left.  I joined them finishing the hymn.
   We spent an hour going through the group finding a balance as we
practised the hymns for next Sunday.  The group were quite good to my
surprise.  Three had exceptional voices like angels as we practices with
them singing there part as the choir was silent.  They sounded beautiful as
I wandered round the church listening from the nave, the body of the
church.
   After practice the members were invited to the vicarage for supper as
Leticia ducked out first.  I discussed with the women different aspects of
church singing to get maximum affect so they understood what I was trying
to achieve.
   Supper in the lounge of the vicarage was pleasant and cosy after the
cold old church.  Leticia had made a batch of scones.  The boys were
relegated to the end of the kitchen table as she worked, now the boys were
sitting with another mug of tea and Milo with scones jammed and creamed.
   They were talking about the farms.  It was common ground for them.  I
was pleased it seemed to have worked.  It was half ten when the women left.
I had to remind Chris he had to get up for work in the morning.
   We settled down with preparations for bed.  David slept in his underwear
as I had forgotten night attire at the shop.  I don't think David minded as
he snuggle down for the night as I urged him to stay in his own bed with
Mum here.
   I slept with Mum again.  She was a little tender after this morning so
we just spooned together going to sleep.
   David was coming out of the toilet and bathroom between Leticia's room
and the kitchen as I entered the kitchen.  Leticia sent him back to wash
his hands before he sat at the table.
   David was enthusiastic about his new friend Christopher as he waded
through a bowl of porridge for breakfast.  I'm sure David would have never
had a friend before.
   I smiled at Bethany as she smiled back.  I organised our day as we were
out visiting again first thing.  This time we would pick up a hamper at the
shops at Bethany's direction.  David was going to work on the lawn and
edges this afternoon when Mum had finished with him this morning.
   Our morning wasn't a pleasant one.  A deserted woman with two young
children to raise on social welfare plus paying rent.  We could only help
with advice how to cut down on expenses to a girl who had never had to
before.  Single men didn't want to take responsibility these days, how sad.
I made a silent vow to help as much as we could.
   Then it was back to visiting the old folks.  It made you feel so dam
good they were so grateful.  Sending you away loaded with vegetables and
today preserved produce in one case.  lucky we had the car.  How they got
things to grow inside and outside of hot houses this time of year was a
complete mystery to me.
   Chris was around to visit David after dinner.  He had brought round some
books he had promised to show David on cars and football which he was mad
about.  Chris didn't stay long as tomorrow was Saturday and promised to
come round early to play football with David.  Well that blew the jobs I
had planned for David tomorrow.  I had a sermon to write.
   I persuaded Mum it was Bethany's turn tonight.  God I'd come to love
that woman.  Well they were all stealing my heart but not like Bethany. 
Mum seemed OK with it as she said good night going to the spare room.  We
made gentle love for an hour.  Then we talked about different subjects like
David and the deserted woman.
   I expressed my feelings about her plight and how I wanted to do more for
her.  Bethany laughed saying she might be very grateful.  I told her about
Father Bob taking blow jobs from grateful parishioners.  Well female ones.
She laughed and laughed.
   Saturday morning.  Leticia was busy in the kitchen when we came down. 
She had got David up, he was in the shower at the moment as we could hear
it going beside the kitchen.
   We were organising our day when David came out dressed.  I told him
Monday either Leticia or Wilmer would take him shopping in the next village
for a robe and pyjamas.  Breakfast was porridge which David and I both
loved.
   We were getting into a routine in the household.  Wilmer, Margery and
Sherrill were in early to go through the church.  David was with me to help
lift the heavier items I wanted moved around a little to fit the choir in
where I wanted them with short benches to sit on.
   Chris turned up shortly, giving us a hand.  The pair were off with Chris
teaching David football having brought a ball with him.  Beth and I smiled
at each other as we went back to work.  I organised the girls to sing hymns
standing in a group in different parts of the Chancel as I moved around the
Nave to check the acoustics of the church.  When I was happy we went in for
morning tea.
   The boys were still at it in the back yard as David was trying to kick
goals as Chris defended using two planks of wood against the wall as a
goal. We shook our heads as we went in.  Another poor sole gone to the
dogs.
   Both boys seemed happy when they were called in for morning tea.  We
definitely needed a larger table.  I would ask the congregation on Sunday
if someone would like to loan another table for a time.  We had the room in
the kitchen as the kitchen was large.
   It was mid afternoon when Chris came to me asking for the keys to the
garage and car so he could explain how it worked to David.  We were almost
finished in the church.  I could see the girls had had enough as Sundays
were big days for us.
   David was becoming the darling of the vicarage as the girls were drawn
to him.  I must admit they weren't the only ones and Chris was clouding the
issue.  I shook my head.
   The boys were out in the garage when I came back from locking up the
church.  I thought it strange they didn't have the door open to let in
light as I wandered over to make the suggestion to them.  As I swung the
side door open there was David and Chris in front of the car with the
bonnet up.  Chris was on his knees in front of David with David's erection
in his mouth sucking away on it.
   I think it took them a little time to realise someone was there.  There
was a flurry with a couple of red faced boys now facing me.  I could do
nothing but smile.  I couldn't help myself as I said.  "Well it didn't take
you two long to get into it."
   It was Chris first saying.  "Father he wanted to stick it up me without
a condom." I nodded saying.  "He doesn't know about condoms yet Chris."
Chris didn't know what to say as he looked between me and David.
   I patted Chris on the shoulder saying.  "Would you like to take a walk
in the woods and you can show him." Chris nodded eagerly as he said. 
"Father Andrew will show you David, in the woods.  We can do it there where
no one will see us."
   I saw the light in David's eyes as he smiled at his friend as I shut the
bonnet of the car then I went to the house for my coat.  I went up to my
bedside table for a handful of condoms and Vaseline.  The boys would need
that, well Chris certainly would.
   The girls looked at me as I put my coat on at the back door as I
explained.  "The boys and I are going for a walk in the woods.  They want
to show me the sights." I winked and smiled.  Bethany got up coming to the
back door whispering.  "Be careful Andrew, don't go too far." As she kissed
me on the lips as I went out hearing Leticia call.  "Dinner at six."
   I smiled to myself as I strode to the gate in the stone wall after the
boys.  They had the football with them playing dribbling defence as we
walked over the field towards the wood in the distance in the direction of
the manor.
   When we were out of sight of the Vicarage, Chris and David walked either
side of me as I explained about condoms uses to David.  I had to talk about
diseases' and how they got transmitted from person to person.  At one stage
I drew a diagram on the ground showing how it could spread if you wasn't
careful when having sex.
   I think this scared David.  He now realised there were things so small
they couldn't be seem by a powerful microscope but could make you so ill
you could die.
   We were in the woods now.  Chris was guiding us to a little hollow he
knew of where the trees were thick.  I guessed Father Jamie brought him
here, away from prying eyes.
   It didn't take long for Chris to get David's pants undone to release his
erection as he pulled his long Johns down.  God I was jealous.  I crushed
the thought as I watched Chris lovingly handle David.
   Chris reluctantly let him go to rip his pants and underwear down.  Chris
was no slouch with an average size erection.  He was circumcised.  The
thought suddenly hit me.  "Chris are you having sex with anyone?" He looked
at me shaking his head realising after our talk saying.  "Not since Father
Jamie." I nodded saying.  "Well you can suck each other off without a
condom."
   Chris was on his knees sucking David like before it went out of style.
It took David about three minutes before he was groaning loudly as he
spurted into Chris' mouth.  I had to take my hat off to Chris, He didn't
spill a drop as he swallowed a number of times still fastened to David's
erection.
   The look on David's face was priceless.  I didn't suppose he had any of
those out on the farm.  But he did have plenty of those as he was on his
knees know slurping Chris deep into his mouth.  Chris groaned with
pleasure. That brought a smile to my face as I vividly remember David doing
that to me without a condom.
   Well Chris didn't last long at all as he exploded into David's mouth. 
David didn't let a drop escape as he drank his new friends bodily fluids.
   As we sat on a low log I asked Chris.  "Did Father Jamie suck you off
Chris?" Chris smiled nodding saying with excitement.  "Whenever we were
alone." I nodded thinking.  'He giveth and he taketh.' Chris had not let
David's shaft go.  It was getting hard again as the lad stroked it slowly
up and down.
   I dived into my pocket giving Chris a condom.  That was it, Chris was
ripping the cover open as he extracted the item as David watched fascinated
as Chris rolled the rubber down over David's now ridged shaft.  I smiled as
it would only go three quarters of the way down.
   This did not seem to faze Chris as I handed him the Vaseline.  Chris
greased up David then himself noting he dug his fingers into his anus deep
opening himself up.  I'm sure in the future those two will sort out who
does what as they get used to each other bodies.  Now it was Chris about to
get it in him for the first time.
   I must admit I was as hard as a rock as I watched Chris organise David
as Chris bent over the log guiding him into position.  Chris groaned as he
called out.  "Not so hard David.  Take it slow and easy." David I realised
probably didn't know any different.  At the farm he would have had it
shoved up him without mercy.
   Now Chris was moving his rear around on David who was moaning with
pleasure.  This went on for ten minutes when both groaned as I gather David
slid inside Chris.
   Chris grinned at me saying.  "He's in.  Come round this side Father so I
can suck you like I did Father Jamie." I wasn't going to argue with that.
   Here the three of us were with our pants and underwear around our
ankles. "With Chris bent over the log between us with my erection in his
mouth sucking me with David buried up his rear pounding the shit out of him
while Chris wanked himself.
   For a first time I think we did pretty well.  Chris climaxes twice to
our once.  I was deep in the back of Chris' throat as David was ramming
back and forward in Chris' rear.  I just blew and blew as I held his head
tightly onto my erection.  Shortly David moaned loudly then bury himself
into Chris.  How Chris didn't choke on me I don't know.  He took my load
without a whimper, cough or splutter.
   We were all sitting on the log recovering.  I think we were all a little
embarrassed and self conscious.  It was getting on, as it was time to head
back.  Chris seemed so happy with our sperm in his body, he wanted to hold
hands with us as David carried the ball.
   After dinner I was putting the finishing touches to my sermon with other
preparations for tomorrow.  David was sitting on the couch with Mum as she
was reading him a story about pirates.  I didn't know that was in the
library.  He seemed contented as he cuddled into Mum.  Bethany was on his
other side knitting as was Leticia in the other chair beside me knitting
also.  I smiled at our picture of domestic bliss.
   Early services was a little encouraging this week as there were nine. 
The morning service was better than expected with sixty two as Wilmer
played the organ quietly prior to the service as the choir sang softly.  It
sounded wonderful from outside as I went out to welcome his lord and
ladyship as their entourage arrived.
   They were suitably impressed remarking so as Lord Ashton lead the way
while his wife Alice slipped her hand through my arm escorting me up the
path as she talked on about the work she heard I had been doing in the
community.  I could only blush as I felt her hand squeezing my arm as she
held onto me.  God I had a hard on under my smock and robes as she asked
about David's well being.
   We did linger in the isle to the annoyance of Darby as she questioned me
more on David.  I was amazed how aware Alice...  I mean Lady Alice was with
what was going on in the community.  with the promise I would keep her
informed in the future with our progress.
   The service was almost perfect.  I could see my girls were bright eyed
as Wilma played superbly.  The choir needed practice of course but I was
happy with their efforts.  I could see some of the congregation was
competing.  I could only smile.  Life was wonderful.
   Before I realised it we were finishing the last hymn.  With much regret
I stood in the Transept facing the congregation as I waited for them to
settle then announced the need at the vicarage for a caravan, explaining
for additional accommodation space, plus a larger kitchen table which went
hand in hand.  With the promise of exchanging with the vicarage table so
God's work could continue without pause.
   By the time the last parishioner's hand was held or shaken there was an
invitation to lord and lady Ashton for dinner for Mum, Beth plus myself as
Alison squeezed my hand harder than expected or necessary as I saw a flash
in her eyes as she smiled.  There was also a promise of a larger kitchen
table for the vicarage from a little old widow I had not met yet from the
outer circle.
   My hand was tender with the enthusiastic shaking from the congregation
as I closed the doors then Beth hugged me as I hugged her in return.  I
think we were all ecstatic with our success as Mum gave me a hug next then
Wilmer.  We headed for the vicarage and lunch as Leticia was rushing around
stopping long enough to give me a hug as well.  I was stoked.  I couldn't
wait to ring father Bob and Ruth tonight.
   It wasn't till Monday that the second piece of news came in with a
parishioner ringing in with the offer of a van.  Mrs.  Felton was a retired
widower, not having a use for the caravan since her husband had passed away
as she didn't drive.  Having intended to sell the van.  My sermon on Sunday
had moved her to decide to donate it to the vicarage for our needs.
   Beth and I went out immediately to inspect the van...  Were we
surprised...  The van was not only a handful of years old.  The husband
retired with the pair travelling on and off over the last few years till he
become ill.  The van sitting in their garage for the last two years.  I was
expecting a small van, I could not believe the size of the unit with tandem
wheels with beds for six.  One double and four single bunks two each side
plus the table could be converted into a double.  Chris and David would be
happy.
   Over morning tea, holding Mrs.  Felton's hand promising to be a regular
visitor at her home in future.  I raised my eyebrows at Beth when Mary had
her back turned refreshing the pot.  After all she is a member of the outer
circle.  Her and her husband had been parishioners for as long as they were
married and before.
   With arrangements made for someone to pick up the van as Mary had sold
their four wheel drive not long after her husband's death, we left to
continue our work.  I promised I would visit Mary in the near future with a
gentle kiss on the lips as Beth had her back turned walking towards the
gate.
   When we were driving away she laughed at me saying.  "Where are you
going to find the time." I grinned back at her as she laughed again.
   The next stop was a destitute family.  The partner was in jail for
dealing and using drugs.  There were four little ones.  The mother being so
grateful with the food parcels and knitted gifts.  I knew if Beth had not
been there she would have been very grateful.  I patted her hand smiling
then winking as she blushed.  I had seen many cases with father Bob being
on the receiving end at times.
   We were back at the vicarage by lunch.  Leticia had David cleaning up
around the yard and garage.  They were running out of work around the
church with having in mind to start David cleaning the cemetery yard, on
the other side of the church.
   The news of the caravan was greeted with smiles around the table as
plans were made of who could pick it up and deliver it for us as the car
didn't have a tow bar.
   It was decided that Lord Ashton would be approached for the use of his
farm lorry which Beth pointed out could pick up and exchange the kitchen
tables at the same time.  The driver would take David to offside with him.
   That's exactly as it worked out as mum and I with Beth sat round a small
dining room with Lord and Lady Ashton on the Tuesday evening at dinner. 
The lorry and driver would be available the next morning for the use of the
vicarage.
   I was grateful Lady Alice made mum feel welcome engaging her in
conversation throughout the meal with Beth's assistance while Darby and I
discussed aspects of church funding possibilities I was not familiar with.
After dinner they were given a quick tour of the manor.  With its resident
suite of armour called Cedric standing guard at the bottom of the stairs.
   Arrangements were made for a meeting at the manor next Monday evening of
the inner and outer circle to organise the upcoming May Day celebrations.
   On the way home Beth explained I would be given a tour of the site which
was located in the manor woods behind the manor towards the church on the
top of the rise between the two properties.
   Next morning the lorry driver picked up David with the pair headed off
for their pickups after loading the kitchen table being covered with canvas
then tied down.  Beth and I were out and around doing God's work visiting
elderly parishioners who couldn't get to church for one reason or another
on Sundays.
   When we got back the caravan was sitting in the back yard beside the
wooden garage under the carport.  It's size matched that of the garage as I
could see it would need an end cover to protect it from the weather in
winter and shade in summer.  I smiled to myself.  Later.
   I did go visit Mary Felton the next day as arranged that night when I
rang to thank her for her very kind donation.  It was first thing.  I
imagined I would be an hour at the most given Mary's age.
   Well it took an hour to get her into bed, then another three to get her
out.  There wasn't an orifice I didn't visit twice.  That woman was
insatiable once her shyness was overcome after her first gut wrenching
climax.  She deep throated me, well tried twice as she sat on my face as I
spurted down her throat where I was jammed tight.  She did apologised for
not taking me further but I was much larger than her husband she was used
to...  Lucky bastard.
   God what is it with the women of this parish?  I thought to myself as I
drove back to the vicarage for lunch.  Beth and Leticia raised their
eyebrows when informed I had been with Mary the whole morning.
   It was Bethany's turn that night as we lay there.  I had given her a
climax with my fingers then lay there talking.  I had an idea which I
wanted to try out seeing what she thought.
   I dropped by the doctor's the next morning seeking his advice.  Then it
was back to the vicarage to find David who had finished blocking up the van
on bricks with the tires now off the ground.  I took him into the caravan
where we would be alone as Wilmer had turned up being crowded inside the
kitchen.
   Sitting David down I explained to David what I had in mind.  "David you
like having sex with Chris don't you?" He nodded as I smiled continuing. 
You also like having sex with women like your mum and Beth?" He smiled
nodding as I smiled seeing his positive reaction.
   I put my hand on his asking.  "Would you like to have sex with more
women as well as Chris?" Well the boy was bi what was he going to say as
his eyes brightened.  I smiled nodding saying.  "If you would help me out.
I can't keep all the ladies in the parish happy.  I need an assistant to
help me keep some of them happy with sex like with Bethany the other
night."
   David was beside himself with the promise of more sex, I had his
undivided attention now as I smiled squeezing his hands as he nodded.  I
smiled matching his then went on.
   David there is only one problem." I waited till it sank in then went on.
"David the women won't want to get pregnant." He looked at me puzzled as he
asked.  "I could wear a condom?" I smiled nodding agreeing.  David knew all
about condoms now.
   I shook my head explaining.  "Yes David you will wear a condom anyway
but accidents can still happen if a condom splits and the woman your having
sex with is young enough to have a baby.  I'm sure you wouldn't want a
woman to have a baby of yours that will be bullied and bashed and looked
down on all his life because he or she is not as smart as them?"
   He was thinking about that realising what I was saying.  We sat there
for some time as he tried to reach a conclusion failing as he shrugged his
shoulders.
   I squeezed his hand again saying.  "David there is a way.  If you have a
little operation, the women will welcome you with open arms after you've
had it."
   His face brightened seeing there could be a way.  "David if you have the
operation I promise you, you'll be happier still.  Doctor Harris can
perform a small operation on your balls which cuts then separates the tubes
which carry the sperm from your testis', that's your balls, to your penis.
So when you have a climax it looks and feels exactly the same except there
is no baby making sperm in your discharge when you climax or cum."
   I paused for a minute while David was taking it in.  He looked at me as
I smiled assuring him.  "David the doctor tells me you will not notice any
difference at all.  Once your two little scars on your ball sack heal.  You
will be sore for a week.  I'm sure Chris will come round the weekend and
suck you dry then next week you can try it out on Beth and Leticia."
   I smiled as did David as I added.  "So you want to be my helper?" He
looked at me nodding.  I was a little surprised he was so keen as men
usually shy away from anything that they thought would interfere with their
manhood.  I know I would.  I squeezed his hands I was holding in mine. 
"David." I said.  "If you do this I will be indebted to you for years to
come."
   He smiled at me with a light I had hardly seen in his eyes before. 
"Come on then let's get you showered and shaved all cleaned up for the
doctor as he is waiting for us."
   An hour later we were in the doctors surgery.  His wife Helen was his
nurse.  She had prepared their little surgery room they used to perform
procedures.  David was led nervously to the table after I had helped him
strip then putting on a white gown.  David was going to be given a local
anaesthetic so would be awake through the procedure.
   David never had anything like this happen before, being nervous.  He was
one of those people who had never been sick in his life.  I chatted to him
about how he and Chris had plans to go to see a soccer match as the doctor
worked between his legs.  We made plans about the caravan, how he was going
to set it up as his rooms.  How we were going to put power out to it under
ground when he was well enough to dig the trench from the kitchen wall
which would go across to the garage first then to the caravan.
   By the time we had exhausted the subject the doctor was finished.  I
think we were both surprised as he looked down at David as his nurse
covered him with a blanket as he said.  "There you are David, I've
finished. You will be sore for a few days when the anaesthetic wares off
but that will pass and you will be a new man I promise you.  Now lay there
quietly so we can keep an eye on you for an hour or so then Father Andrew
can take you home."
   David smiled as the pair left to clean up.  "There David, it's all
done." Now you can't get the girls pregnant." I grinned as David smiled
weakly as this was a strange new experience for him having a visit to the
doctors.
   I grinned understanding he would be sore and sorry in the morning.  We
talked about my plans and dreams for the parish.  I was thinking David
should be in fine form by the first of May.  My grin broadened as Beth had
informed me there were more women members than men in the circle by almost
two to one.
   I was getting apprehensive about my role in the festival.  I'm sure Beth
will guide me at the time now only two weeks away.  It would fall on a
Friday night/Saturday this year.  Perfect as Sunday would be a little more
complicated.  I'm sure my roll will be explained Monday evening when the
inner circle meet at the manor.
   An hour later I drove David back home where he walked from the car to
the front door very slowly and painfully with parted legs.  That slowed him
down.  The girls were waiting for our return making a fuss of the poor
invalid.  David wanted for nothing that night.  I think he was astonished
at the attention he was receiving from the women for being such a 'brave
man'.
   I kept reassuring David it was for the better.  He could not get a woman
pregnant now, so they would see him in a different light.  I don't think he
really understood but I smiled as he would find out.  Beth had hinted there
were more women than men at the Beltane ceremony.  He didn't really know
about that as his family never participated in the religious side of the
community.
   The next morning David was slow to rise.  The girls had moved him into
the caravan yesterday morning making up the double bed in the end room
facing the wall for him.  David had to walk the nearly twenty metres across
to the back door of the vicarage for breakfast.  This was done slow and no
doubt painfully.  The girls were all sympathy for the poor boy well man, as
they sat him down to a slap up breakfast of porridge with marmalade spread
toast topped off with a mug of piping hot Milo.
   Beth and I had work to do so were out and around.  We used the car this
morning as we were visiting in the outer limits of the parish.  When we got
back we found David laying on the couch in the lounge room covered with a
blanket.  Mum had been looking after him in Beth's absence as the pirate
book was on the coffee table next to the lounge.
   I smiled, David had an attraction the women found irresistible in his
simple earthly manor.  I chuckled to myself, Mum had better watch herself
or in a few days he would be pinning her hide to the bed.  That thought
worried me a little if mum would let him.  I knew David wouldn't hurt her.
I made a mental note to talk to mum tonight.
   Tomorrow was Saturday.  The build up to Sunday where the women went
through the church cleaning and dusting.  Chris came early surprised David
was recovering from a visit to the doctors.  I think he was happy to stay
in the van with David.
   We saw the boys at lunch time then they disappeared back into the van
with the pirate book.  The rest of us went back to the church.
   The weather was foul all weekend.  This showed up in the attendance
figures which was twenty two down on last week.  Both Beth and Wilmer
assured me the proportions were about right as most absent were the older
ones.
   Throughout the services I felt a little flat.  I suppose the wind had
been taken out of my sails, by of all things the weather.  I soldiered on
being relieved to see the conclusion of the service.  I'm sure I wasn't the
only one.
   It was Monday night with the weather milder.  We were on our way to the
manor well before dark.  We had our gumboots as it had been drizzling on
and off all day.  At the moment I had the windshield wipers on
occasionally. When we arrived there were a large number of cars parked
along the drive at the manor.
   His lord and ladyship were waiting with a group all wearing their
raincoats and gumboots.  Most had tools of some description as they were
going to clean up the sight for the following months activities.
   Mum had stayed home with David as he was a little tender still.  Mum was
not really interested in gallivanting around the woods in the dead of night
dancing around bonfires in the wee small hours bare ass naked freezing her
tits off.
   We set off towards the sight.  For some reason I was getting excited as
the time had come for my role to be explained.  I was surprised the sight
was so far from the manor.  I judged we were half way back to the church as
we climbed the rise following a well established path through the woods.
   As I said I had done my thesis on ancient religions, knowing I thought,
what to expect.  This sight took my breath away.  Right on the crown of the
hill surrounded by trees and totally secluded was what would have been a
quarry for mining local stone, probably to build the manor.
   This quarry was not deep, about five or so metres having surprisingly
perfectly round, straight walls.  The diameter at a guess was twenty metres
with one entrance in the form of a ramp cut down through the side rim at
the quarry floor on the north side.
   I was amazed as I looked around as I noticed the group dispersing around
the site beginning to hoe and chip with there hoes, spades and shovels at
the weeds and small shrubs that had grown since the last ceremony.  I was
amazed at how flat the site floor was for a quarry.
   I could see there was a number of slightly raised straight stone walls
running at odd angles to each other that looked like footings for a
buildings about an arm length wide.  Then it dawned on me, as I looked
around.  The weeds and shrubs were obscuring the layout.  They were laid
out in the shape of a pentagram, the five sided continuous star with the
points representing the five elements - Spirit, Air, Water, Fire and Earth.
Then I realised it was all within a circle with the walls of the quarry
making the circle with the five sided star inside now called a pentacle. 
Well I remembered that much.
   Beth had hold of my arm, guiding me to the centre where there was a
large rectangle stone recognisable as an alter facing east.  There was a
second lower stone I assumed was the sacrificial alter which looked like an
over sized rectangle seat.  We were joined by Lady Alice who took my other
arm.
   The two women began explaining my role as high priest for the ceremony.
My first chore of the evening was to preside over the fertility ritual with
the cattle and sheep of his lordships farm.  In the rear of the yards where
two bonfires will be constructed almost side by side.  When alight the
cattle and sheep in turn would be driven between the two fires through the
purifying smoke hopefully making them fertile.  On this farm all the
livestock were driven through regardless of type and gender.
   It would be my job during the week before to go round blessing the
bonfire heaps on farms of the circle members which I now understood was
considerable.
   Most I was familiar with, knowing enough to make up with what I didn't.
Lady Alice and Beth took me through the ritual.  I would be given the
script sheets to read up on.  I was led through the ceremony step by step.
Lady Alice knew the ceremony by heart.  I was impressed.  I was also
impressed with the way she kept squeezing my hand.
   >>
   When the time came I would lead the procession to the site, down the
ramp to the northern point where standing on the low footings to be given
the fire brand by the High Priestess.  Then following the footings around
lighting the five small bonfire braziers set inside the five points of the
star, starting with the South East point of 'Fire' then follow the footing
to the North Western point 'Water' to light the bonfire braziers there. 
Then walk the footings across the star to the North East point 'Air'
igniting the brazier there, then working my way back across following the
star path to the 'Earth' point to ignite that braziers then across
following the footing back to 'Spirit' where I would ignite the remaining
brazier.
   Giving a general blessing to the sight as I traversed the circle.
   I would then lead the disciples in a hand by hand human chain waiting in
the ramp in order of reverse rank along the raised stone pentagram as we
thread our way past the fertility bonfires at each point of the star. 
Hopefully the fires were dying as they were quite small to begin with,
green foliage from the Dogwood bush being placed in the top would then
produce the purifying smoke from the green leaves.
   The disciples now having passed completely through the pentagram
standing on the perimeter of the circle against the wall at ground level.
>>
   At this point when all are assembled in place the Beltane Princess with
her hand maiden escorted by the High Priestess on one side and I on the
other move from the bottom of the ramp directly to the altar.
   When at the altar the hand maiden will assist the Princess to sit on the
centre inner edge of the smaller stone.  With her legs closed I stand with
mine open over her knees trapped between mine in a sign of chastity,
placing my hand on her head I bless her offering of chastity and fertility
for Beltane.
   As the handmaiden withdraws the High Priestess retrieves the garland of
Dogwood branches interlaced with flowers from the altar with both hands
turning to face me she moves up beside the Beltane Princess holding the
garland crown out above her head, I place my hands above hers pushing the
garland crown down over the Beltane Princesses head.
   At this point the Princess is crowned as I say.  "I give praise to Thee,
vibrant Goddess of youth and sensuality, Lady of Spring, exuberant Earth
maiden...  and so on.
   Those present will begin chanting ???  At this point the drummer will
begin beating his drum in a steady rhythm as those present in the circle
begin writhing and twisting their bodies in a rhythm in preparation of the
climax of the ceremony as they form rings around each brazen as the Dogwood
branches they are holding are placed in the fires.
   I would be prepared as these days everyone wore condoms for safety.  The
potion I would be given was the same as I had before would make me as hard
as a rock all night.  The potion the women would take would incite pleasure
plus numb the pain.
   The Beltane Princess sitting on the stone seat would lay back onto the
slab opening her legs wide as I knelt between lifting my robes over our
bodies as I lifted her dress beneath holding my condom sheathed erection I
would penetrate her body in the first fertility act of the evening as those
in attendance in groups dancing around the fires till I had first
penetrated her chastity then finished by flooding the princess belly with
my seed.  Concluding the ceremonial part of the evening.
   Couples would then pair up to filter into the surrounding woods where
the males would have erected simple pup tents in secluded bushy sections of
the woods for privacy for their greenwood marriage night.
   As the High Priest I was entitled to use the small crypt with the
opening dug into the side of the wall between Water and Wood.  It looked
like a step up alcove at first glance but closer inspection showed an
angled passage cut into the stone wall.
   I was surprised to find a narrow claustrophobic tunnel as I blindly felt
my way forward feeling Bethany following with her hands on my hips as I
felt my way.  I felt the floor level out under my feet as Beth let me go as
I sensed the three of us were now in the crypt.
   I stopped as I realised Beth had moved beside me as I felt Lady Alice
feeling her way around my other side as I heard Beth beside me fumble then
a match flared as I was temporary blinded as the light settled down as Beth
lit a candle in the wall side alcove.
   I looked around as Lady Alice grabbed my arm tightly.  I held it
reassuringly as Beth went around lighting four more candles in the chantry
or crypt.  I realised the room was round as there was five candles in
recesses representing the five points or elements of the star.
   I looked at Beth as she looked back at me.  "This is where the inner
circle have special meetings and prayers.  There is supposed to be ancient
bones buried under the alter stone.  No one knows for sure." She smiled at
me as I looked around again.
   There was nothing but the raised stone in the middle of the room.  It
looked to me like it was solid carved in stone as a seat or low alter.  I
was unsure which its purpose as it was not high and in the centre.
   If this was the case then the sight would be a lot older than I first
imagine.  Maybe the sight was enlarged from the original sight with the
stone going for the manor house hundred of years ago.  Someone had
struggled this alter stone into the crypt.  That must have been a real feat
of faith.  Beth smiled as she informed me I had the exclusive use of this
crypt on the night.
   I had a good idea what was required of me now.  I could not see any real
problem with conducting the ceremony.  Ninety percent of the ceremony the
church would go along with.  There was that last little bit that niggled at
my conscience.  I shook my head, what did it really matter.  The girl
treated it as an honour to be May queen being deflowered in front of the
congregation.  We were practising a different theme on the harvest festival
I would conduct in my own church in a few months time.
   We were outside again up the ramp looking over the site from above the
circle edge.  The site was looking a lot cleaner with the working party
almost finishing their assignments.  With the shrubs and grass tufts
removed, the pentacle was now clear and prominent as it was intended.  I
was getting a buzz of excitement from the idea of it all as we made our way
back to the manor.
   Chris was coming over in the morning to be with David.  Chris had
promised to come over to give David a blow job which would be his first
climax since the operation.  The doctor had recommended David to have a
number of climaxes before his system would be flushed of residual sperm. 
We were to take a sample back in a couple of weeks to be tested.
   All the women round the vicarage were beyond child bearing age so there
was no problems.  David did seem to get to sit with some of them on the
couch.  I did have a talk with Mum about David.  Explaining what was really
going on now with him.  I suggested if she wanted to help train him in the
finer points of sex I would not object.
   When they were reading to him he would cuddle into them, rubbing their
arms or thighs depending on their posture.  I noticed as he would rub them
they never objected.  Not even Mum now when he pressed his head against her
breast as she put her free arm around him cuddling him into her.  I smiled.
   I think I was a tiny bit jealous.  I had to reason the women were
looking after me as I smiled at the thought.  I had had in the back of my
mind that David would take up the slack or surplus where I was finding
keeping all the women of the congregation happy a little daunting.
   I mean, a night with the Harlow women and I was stuffed being out of
action for the week.  David of course was perfect to relieve me of that
type of job.  I smiled happier now as I realised he needed to use my women
to learn the finer points of love making.  Yes and keep his equipment in
working order.  I felt better.  Mum would just have to fend for herself
with him as she had not objected when I discussed it with her.
   After last week's poor weather this week's fine Sunday lifted our
spirits.  We had fifty nine for the morning main service.  I was pumped up
again.  Things were going smooth except of the thought this might be my
last service.  My meeting with the Bishop on Wednesday week was weighing
heavily on my shoulders now.
   Wednesday night was choir practice again.  Another addition turned up
which made me proud.  The word was getting round.  We all endured two hours
of the freezing cold church to run through the hymns for the following
Sunday.  Reminding us it was still winter with it's freezing winds and
endless drizzle ending shortly thank God, to enter spring.
   It was Friday night, bitterly cold out again.  David and Mum were on the
couch in front of the lounge wood heater which was going strong heating the
room, as Mum was taking David through reading a children's book.  He was
improving as I smiled.  David was being accepted in the vicarage as a
member.  I think Mum saw David as her second son now.  That thought raised
my eyebrows.  Since I'd had a talk with Mum about David I don't think she
had been quite game to try him yet.  It would happen I was sure.
   I had my appointment with the Bishop next Wednesday, I tell you I was
not looking forward to it.  I am a truthful person by nature and lie badly,
so I don't.  I can be evasive if I want to be, going over and over in my
mind how to try and steer round the bad parts back onto the good parts as I
worked harder in the community till my diary was full for the week to
impress his Lordship.
   It was my forth Sunday.  The weather was foul again which was
disappointing.  The attendances were down to thirty eight with two hardy
souls for the early service.  I had made up my mind I would treat it as a
normal service giving value for money as we sang and preyed our way through
the freezing cold dawn.
   The late service was cancelled as no one turned up as it was raining
with freezing sleet.  I don't blame them as we retreated to the lounge room
where fortunately the heater was burning strongly.
   David had spent the latter half of the week stacking rows of firewood
under the carport into a wall close to his caravan as the weather came in
from that side so he stacked the first row to the roof.  The high brick
garden wall at the back helped but David did notice a difference with the
firewood wall.
   David was working out to be the ideal understudy.  I was so pleased with
his gentle manor with the women.  I had introduced him to Mary Felton
explaining she was the lady who donated the caravan to the vicarage for his
use.
   David was extra nice to Mary for me.  I was there the first time as I
instructed David through his seduction of Mary.  I of course opened her up
with my sheathed erection first as I explained as I encased Rover with a
condom then greased it up then Mary, pushing it into her body slowly
insisting David always be gentle with his women unless they told him
otherwise.
   Boy did Mary moan and groan as David struggled to get it inside her at
first.  The women at the Vicarage had taught him well.  I could see he was
keeping up a steady pressure into Mary as she was groaning as David worked
her clitoris with his finger.  I think he was getting better at it as I
urged him to sense Mary's excitement level, against the pain of his
intruding member.  To try and balance the two.
   Mary shuddered through her first climax as she writhed beneath him with
her body as he pushed harder as Mary shuddered and groaned through her
climax now with her legs wrapped around David's tightly as I watched him
slowly push deeper into her body.
   Despite being too sore for seconds with David in her body after his
first climax Mary made him promise he would visit next week to do some odd
jobs around the house for her as she said goodbye to us with a passionate
kiss each before opening the front door.  Mary arranged for David to come
next Wednesday evening for dinner on his own as I would be away for the day
with his Lordship the Bishop.
   Well David was beside himself as we walked home in the dark.  I don't
think either of us felt the cold that night.  I promised David after doing
so well with Mary there would be more visits to parish women as I intended
to introduce David to the Harlow women as Claudia had left a message
yesterday for me to call when convenient.  Beth had taken the message
smiling as she suggested it might be time to try David out on them.  She
would prime him with the vegetable potion to see how he performed.
   I must admit I was a little preoccupied with my appointment with his
Lordship the Bishop.  I could see the end of my career coming to a crashing
halt.  Thank God we had kept Mum's house as we might need it as it hadn't
been rented yet.  The estate agents had been a little slack in that
department I think.
   The next morning Beth and I dropped by the Harlow farm.  We were
received with enthusiasm where we had morning tea arranging for dinner
Thursday night after I had expressed a wish to bring David.  I assured the
two older women they would not be disappointed winking at them.  If they
knew what I meant.
   Well that was set as I smiled as I drove to our next appointment.  Two
elderly sisters living together on a small farm a long way out.  One was
married the other not.  Bethany filled me in.  The husband had died a
number of years previously.  Both sisters were living with him as they had
done since they were teenagers.  Unfortunately there were no children. 
Bethany impressed on me if I made an impression on them the church might
get a windfall when they passed on.  If I played my cards right, it might
be the vicarage with the wind fall.  Raising and lowering her eyebrows.
   I was introduced to the McCarthy sisters, Jena and Sheryl by Bethany.  I
loved the two women at first sight.  What surprised me they took to me.  I
looked at Bethany who smiled.  They were too old to walk the three miles to
church having no car as neither drove.  We were invited to lunch after I
had performed a service in their warm kitchen where we prayed and sang
hymns.
   I must admit the girls were a pleasure to know.  We talked and talked.
An idea was forming in the back of my mind which would boost the Sunday
services.  So many of the parishioners were older unable to attend as very
few had cars.  Here was another farm house without power of any kind.  The
brain was ticking over.
   Gena and Sheryl were trying their best to outdo each other for my
attention as I was sitting between them.  I could see Bethany smiling to
herself as I was being pressed by both women to come to dinner soon.  I
explained I was busy this week and the first part of next week but I would
arrange something with them after next Wednesday remembering I was busy the
Thursday night with the Harlow women.
   "Very diplomatic." Bethany said as we drove away in the car.  "They
liked you a lot.  I suggest you give them a lot of attention." I looked at
her saying.  "I shall certainly do that." We were quite for a while as I
was thinking asking Bethany.  Do we have a small bus in the parish we could
transport the elderly to Sunday services.  Would they pay their way?"
   "No, the only bus we have is the bus to the station in the next
village." We were quite again as I drove.  "We will have a look at the map
when we get home."
   I could see it was impracticable to use the car as it only seated five
as Bethany and I looked at the parish map covered with tracing paper as she
marked where all the old people lived.  We worked out with a ten seater
mini-van we could commute almost thirty people to church on a Sunday
travelling in three different directions before church.
   I don't think the Bishop would go for that.  The people would have to
pay a fair.  The idea went onto the back burner.  Well it was something to
think about.  I was quite willing to trade in the car for a van.  I think
Mum would go along with that.  Chris would be the driver as I'm sure he
told David he had a license so he could drive the farm tractor where he
worked along the roads to the different paddocks.
   I must admit I was a little puffed up with the attention the McCarthy
sisters had giving me, as if I didn't have enough women to keep up with.  I
shook my head as this was in a good cause, our good cause.
   I was busy during the week out and around with Beth.  She was
introducing me around to those parishioners who were too old and frail to
get to the church on Sundays sprinkled with the needy in the community. 
Fortunately we didn't have a lot of those as our resources were limited.
   Before I realised it was Friday night where I found myself trying to
write my sermon.  I found myself thinking back to the Bishop.  I could
easily impress him with a sermon on brimstone and fire.  I kept shaking my
head till I settled on a theme of helping thy neighbour's.  I felt safe
with a more gentler approach.
   I could not see myself winning as the Bishop would see me as a goody
goody.  So I could not win.  As I waded into the sermon.
   Saturday we went through the church as usual.  I had the boys lift the
heavy object around as the women dusted behind and beneath I smiled when a
stray hand reached out touching some personal part of anatomy as a gasp
could be heard now and again.  Denis seemed to be at the centre of
attention.  You have to grin.  I had been there many times.
   Sunday was a milder day with promising drizzle.  I thanked God the
temperature was not down near freezing but a mild almost warm twelve
degrees.  Yes we were slowly climbing out of winter.
   There were five for the early service.  I would ask the bishop if we
could forgo the early service but no I better keep on the straight and
narrow.  He might think I'm slacking off and use it as an excuse.  I had
enough black marks against my name already.
   We were seven up on the main service from last week.  The weather being
milder, I didn't have an explanation.  Well what did I care it was my last
service at this church.  I felt really sad as I shook hands at the door
after the service saying my last good buys to my congregation.  What a pity
the choir sounded superb today, I was really pleased.  It was almost in
stereo with members planted in the congregation.  Oh well.
   I felt bitter as I closed the doors for the last time after the evening
service.  There were thirteen today.  Mainly farm workers and their wives
and children who worked during the day.
   I didn't sleep well that night as Mum lay beside me.  I cuddled in to
her side and silently cried.
   The next morning the household was normal.  David was his normal self
chatting with Leticia and Bethany like normal as I entered the kitchen for
breakfast.  Mum was not far behind me as I picked up with the happy
atmosphere as we worked through breakfast.
   Beth and I were out and about visiting the older parishioners again out
near the parish limits.  It amazed me some still could not afford to be
connected to power.
   The second family we visited with young children out there who had a
five and a half mile walk to school, rain or shine.  After holding a
service in their kitchen Beth and I left to discuss how we could organise
bikes for the children attending school.  I would appeal on Sunday for
donations of old bikes from the congregation.  Then I realised I won't be
here next Sunday.
   In the afternoon we had two families destitute with food parcels with
knitted clothing and knitted toys for the children.  Drugs being the curse
of the twentieth century.
   Monday night I wrote up my diary.  It was ironical That my efforts were
going to waste.
   Tuesday morning I had a very ill parishioner to attend as Helen the
doctor's wife called in as he had attended her late last night.  As the
patient was very old I held a service by her bedside.  "Eighty two." She
smiled weakly as she told me her age as she squeezed my hand with hers as
we chatted before she went to sleep.  I kissed her gently on the forehead
as we withdrew.  She lived alone with her children living in the city.  The
district nurse would look in on her twice a day till someone turned up.
   Our afternoon was busy as usual.  We came home with a case of preserved
fruit with hothouse vegetables.  People certainly know how to survive in
the country.  That night I wrote up my diary for the last time.  The Bishop
won't be impressed I'm sure.  I had too many black marks against me.  I
suppose there have been other newly ordained priest kicked out after
overstepping their authority.
   I didn't sleep well that night at all.  I had Bethany shaking me awake
as I had slept through the alarm.  I tell you I was one bleary eyed mother
as I stumbled into the glassed in shower.  The hot water revived me as I
set about shaving.
   My Sunday uniform was laid out as Beth fussed making sure I looked my
best.  I had to rush through breakfast then into my hat and coat as I
rushed out the door to catch the early bus for the first train.  It was
still dark and freezing cold out as Bethany kissed me on the cheek good
luck as I was about to climb in.  I was greeted by a number of parishioners
on their way to work as I found a seat next to a middle age woman also
heading to work.
   I must admit it was a pleasant twenty minute run as we chatted.  I was
taken with her handsome looks as I felt myself drawn into her pleasant
personality.  By the time the bus stopped we were good friends with the
promise I might see her next Sunday.  What was I doing, I wouldn't be
conducting services next Sunday.  Her name was Nancy as she held my hand
for so long as we said good bye.  I felt good as I watched her walk towards
the shops.  I wondered if she would be at Beltain?
   I shook my head as I walked into the station to find the train about to
depart as I hurried with the others.  I slept all the way to the city. 
There was no one more surprised than I when I woke as the train shuddered
to a stop at the main station to look out seeing the sign board announcing
our arrival.
   I didn't really know where to go.  Bethany had given me a hand drawn map
which I was following.  It never occurred to me how she knew where to go.
Bethany seemed to know everything.
   I arrived at the cathedral walking along the side street to find the
Bishop's 'Palace' at the rear, a very modest Georgian style double story
building.  There were a number of brass plaques at the modest entrance
donating the building was the administration centre of the diocese plus the
Bishop's office and official residence.
   I was trembling now as I stood on the footpath outside.  I physically
shook myself mounting the two well worn steps entering.  To my surprise was
a short hallway to the interior.
   I found a waiting room with a number of doors in the oak panel interior
with comfortable waiting chairs.  There was a young man sitting at a desk
as if guarding the doors as he looked up smiling saying.  "You would be
Reverend Holbrooke sir?" I nodded as he smiled saying.  "My name is Jamie.
I'm the Bishop's secretary.  It's nice to meet you at last sir.  May I take
your hat and coat?"
   He was just being polite as we shook hands.  He came round the table
taking my coat and hat from me then picking up one of two phones on his
desk announcing my arrival.  He looked at me smiling saying.  "You may go
straight in Reverend." My nervousness turned to jelly as the secretary
opened a door in the panelled wall behind his desk for me standing aside
asking.  "Tea or coffee sir?" I looked at him as if I didn't understand the
question.  "Would you prefer tea or coffee sir?" I really had to think as I
mumbled.  "Tea."
   I stepped through the portal into the great man's office.  Here I was
shocked as I had imagined a huge ornate room with a huge desk in front of a
full length floor to ceiling patio doors that lead out to a beautiful
private garden.
   No...  No huge ornate room but a small room, smaller than the waiting
room outside.  No double French windows just a normal window overlooking
his residence garden.  A large desk yes, piled high with paper stuffed
folders.  Nothing fancy or palacious here.  I had watched too many movies.
   The man sitting behind the desk was on the phone.  I could see he was
balding with a medium build wearing his uniform of his office.  I had worn
my uniform to be safe.  He was studying me as I approached the desk.  I had
only spoken to him on the phone.  He waved me towards the chair on my side
which I sat at attention with my brief case beside my legs.
   The room was nothing flash as I looked around as he continued his call
ignoring me till he commented.  "He's here now.  Yes Sir I'll have a word
about that.  Yes Sir goodbye."
   I was not surprised as what courage I had gained from my first
impression from the door to the chair dissolved back to jelly.
   He stood up to his full height behind his desk which was about my height
as I stood with him as he came round the desk with a fixed unemotional face
to stand in front of me.  His eyes were pale grey that seemed to pierce
right through me as he held out his hand shaking mine without emotion.
   "You brought your diary?" Were his abrupt words.  My heart sank as he
looked at me puzzled.  "Well you going to keep it a secret." I was taken
back as I bent down fumbled with my brief case clasp removing my diary as
he nearly ripped it out of my hands.
   He Lent back with his backside resting against the desk edge as he
opened the book then realised I hadn't moved.  "Sit down Andrew." He more
barked an order as I sat now trembling as the Bishop began reading my first
entry.  " One hundred and twenty seven." He said aloud as he glanced at me
then leafed through the next two or three pages.  "Sixty two." Then. 
"Forty with foul weather and thirty eight then forty five." He was quite as
he read my diary page by page finally shutting the book.
   He looked at me grimacing demanding.  "Tell me about David.  Why did you
take him into the vicarage?" I cringed.  Here it comes.  I looked up at him
still sitting on the edge of the desk with my diary in his hands.
   "Well he was being ill treated and abused at home.  I thought it a good
idea at the time till I realised I had no where to send him, not wanting to
send him to the city where he would get lost in the system.  Keeping him on
was very handy for us as he is a hard worker, more than earning his keep
keeping the grounds neat and tidy."
   I saw a flash in his eye which I interpreted as anger as his face hadn't
changed as they seem to boar into me as he said.  "Plus you've turned the
vicarage into a brothel?" My heart sank, here it comes.  "You lucky
bastard." He added.  I didn't think I heard him properly as I looked up to
see that twinkle in his eyes as there was a smile on his lips.
   "Fuck Andrew, you've got them eating out of your hand?" I was taken
back. How the hell did he know so much about what goes on in the vicarage.
Someone must have told him, I concluded.
   He drew the other visitor's chair across from the other wall to sit
opposite now looking across at the bewildered look on my face.  "What's the
matter Andrew.  You think I don't know all that goes on out there.  Of all
my charges, I receive more mail from your parishioners praising your good
work than the other's combined.  Well done lad, well done."
   I was staggered I tell you.  Here I was expecting to get a roasting and
booted out the door, instead getting a well done pat on the back from my
boss the Bishop.  I shook my head to clear it.
   "Now Andrew, how are you settling in to you new parish?" I was not
really comprehending what was going on in the office.  "What's the matter
boy?" I shook my head stammering.  "You're not upset with me?"
   The Bishop looked at me strange asking.  "What's going on Andrew?" I
shook my head again.  I looked at him seeing puzzlement on his face as I
asked.  "You're not going to sack me then?" The expression changed on his
face.  "Sack you?" He looked puzzled.  "Now why would I do that?"
   Now it was my turn to looked puzzled as I answered.  "Because of my
sexual exploits in the parish?" He looked at me for a time then shook his
head smiling saying.  "Nothing was further from the truth lad.  I wait with
bated breath for a report from my sources to hear of your sexual exploits."
He beamed back at me adding.  "Makes an old man feel young I tell you."
   I didn't know what to say till he broke the silence.  "So then you
really don't know what is going on apart from the fundamentals.  I thought
someone had had a talk with you.  Now Andrew let's talk about Beltain
coming up and your part in it."
   "You understand we allow your parish to practice the ancient religion as
an experiment so too say.  As you know we officially condemn the practice
of the ancient ways.  Unofficially we tolerate the practice as long as it
doesn't interfere with the churches present day practices and teachings."
   I was astounded at the revelation seeing how it could work but for one
thing.  "What about the deflowering of the Beltain queen?" He shook his
head saying.  "Well if the girl is of age and consenting, willing to
exhibit her deflowering in public who are we to interfere with a private
adult party.  I must admit it would make a good scandal in the papers if it
was known the local priest was involved.  But we've had worse scandals and
you keep your head down.  Understand?  You know nothing about the practices
if asked."
   I nodded as we were quite for a little then he suggested.  "Andrew why
don't you run me through what you have found out about the ceremony.  I
have read up on it recently but there is nothing like first hand
knowledge."
   He reached for a phone speaking to his secretary.  "Jamie morning tea in
twenty minutes please." He put the phone down smiling at me.  Now Andrew
tell me all.
   Well I began to explain what was going to happen.  Mind you I would know
first hand in a few weeks time.  After I was finished he threw questions at
me till his secretary interrupted us with morning tea.
   Jamie set a small table between us with morning tea on as we helped
ourselves.  I was comfortable now as I lay back realising my parish was
safe.
   "Now tell me all about Ruth Andrew.  How did you find her?" I was
shocked at the question.  I stammered as I tried to ovoid the question
stalling for time.  "I, I, I don't think I should discuss such a subject
sir." He smiled saying.  "Now come on Andrew she told me all about you.  I
would like to hear it from your point of view." So that was his source of
information on me.  How the hell did he know Ruth so well.
   I saw him smile as he could see my puzzled face.  "Come on Andrew.  I
was fucking the arse of Ruth before she left school.  I was the one
breaking her tight little maiden in.  Oh God I can still feel how tight she
was as I pushed my meat up her fanny.  God I came and came into her I tell
you." He smiled at my astonished face.
   He nodded adding.  "I introduced her to Bob.  We were both fucking her.
She still comes up some times for an afternoon.  I understand your
replacement is besotted with her.  Don't blame him."
   He had a smile spread across his face as I watched it change as he had
an idea.  I'll tell you what Andrew.  I'll get you and Ruth up here for an
afternoon.  She likes to go tandem.  We'll take it in turns with one up the
rear and the other up the front.  She'll scream the house down." He smiled
at me saying.  "She was your first I understand.  Couldn't have picked a
better woman for the job."
   I was blushing red.  He shook his head.  Don't get embarrassed Andrew,
we are all brothers together here.  My sex life is not as active as it used
to be so I like to hear what you younger ones are up to.  It makes life
more interesting.  Now tell me about some of the women conquests of your
parish?"
   I had to smile, he was getting off on my sex life.  I began to tell him
about the Harlow women explaining they were three generations with no men
to look after them.  I told him about sticking my finger in the youngest to
check her virginity explaining she would be my first maiden.  Then about
fucking the mother and grandmother in turn finally fucking the girls arse.
   His Lordship was laying back in his chair slowly rubbing his stiff bulge
under his smock.  I was shocked at his display in front of me as he said
impatiently.  "You had any boy pussy out there yet Andrew?" I blushed as he
smiled saying.  "Tell me about it." He demanded.
   I told him about David slipping into my bed while I was asleep the first
night.  I explained how I woke up to find my erection inside him as he was
squeezing me waking me up where he worked me until I grabbed him fucking
the shit out of him blowing my load as deep inside his pussy as I could ram
it.  I think his Lordship was almost coming in his pants as he frigged
himself threw his smock.
   "Dam Andrew we will have to get together under better circumstances. 
I'll organise Ruth when it's convenient.  You organise David and well have
a go at him.  How does that sound?" I smiled.  Fairs fair as I smiled
saying.  "Well how about I organise David's little mate Chris as well, he
is the one father Jamie was banging.  He likes it big and hard.  David is
always banging his arse for him."
   His lordship groaned with pleasure saying.  "It's a date Andrew.  We
will organise something after Beltain if that suits you.  How about over
night, we'll stay at my other place there's plenty of room there?"
   I nodded a little unsure of myself as his Lordship grinned saying. 
"When we're on our own Andrew call me Donald, I prefer Don." It was my turn
to smile now.  "Yes sir." Don reached out shaking my hand adding.  "We
understand each other Andrew?" I nodded.  Well he was my boss and if it
fitted in with both our philandering by the looks of it I didn't mind at
all.
   "So Andrew back to business.  I want you to make progress reports on
your Beltain activities, similar to a diary, suitable for the council, not
too much detail mind you but they are paying the bills you understand. 
Then a second report, for my eyes only.  I want you to tell me your
activities stroke by stroke, push by push, how it feels as you push into
that little maiden then how it feels to fuck the arse of her described in
great detail.  As I read it I want to feel I'm there with you ramming it
into her, understand?"
   I was surprised.  I nodded my silly head off as it seemed to please him.
"Now Andrew.  I want you to place each report in separate envelopes.  The
official report addressed to me formally which will go on to the Archbishop
and then on to the council so be careful what you say, keep it official.
   The second is your detailed report addressed to me, just address it to
Don.  Put both in the one jiffy bag and register it, addressed officially
to me here." Don handed me his card from his pocket.  "My private direct
line number is there Andrew.  Feel free if you need to talk on this line
out of hours.  It would be unwise to talk details on the house phone system
as people have a habit of listening in.  Understand?" I nodded.
   So if you need to talk I'm usually in the apartment on my own about nine
thirty ten." He looked at his watch.  "Dam Andrew I'm really late for my
next appointment.  I'm sorry lad I've really enjoyed our talk.  I promise
we will organise something in the near future." I stood up with him as we
shook hands warmly.  Then Don surprised me raising my hand in his as he
bent down kissing the back of my hand.  "Now you Andrew." He raised his
hand in mine up towards me as I bend kissing the back of his.
   Don's eyes were sparkling as he commented.  "Wish I had time to kiss
something else but next time.  The best of luck Andrew." He went to the
door opening it with his official Bishops face as our meeting was at an
end.
   "Jamie." He barked as he went into the waiting room.  "Look after
Reverend Holebrook for me please." As he looked around the waiting room. 
"Ah, Reverend Anstelo, come in please." I could see there were two other
men seated on the chairs in the waiting room.  I was a little surprised as
Jamie got up retrieving my hat and coat handing them to me as he lead me
along the hall to the door opening it for me stepping outside saying in a
quiet voice.  "His Lordship wished you to have his private number." He
handed me a card as I nodded.  "Now you understand there are to be two
reports in separate envelopes in a registered jiffy bag?" I nodded a little
surprised at his knowledge.  He smiled reaching out for my hand shaking it
saying.  "I am his Lordship's private secretary, you understand Andrew?" I
think I did as he went to turn away then turned back adding.  "Andrew if
you use the business phone don't say much.  People listen in.  I will ring
you back if you tell me it's 'urgent' on the private line." He smiled
letting my hand go.  I had the feeling he would have kissed it if we were
alone.  "Good by Andrew." He turned going back inside.
   'What the hell had I got myself into.' I thought to myself as I walked
away towards the central station.  All the way home I went over and over in
my mind what was going on.  He was fucking Ruth.  Maybe Ruth wasn't
visiting her grandchildren as often as she claimed?  I smiled.  I wouldn't
mind seeing Ruth again.  The horny old bastard.  I smiled.
   Here I was on my way back to my beautiful old church pumped up instead
of my tail between my legs and the Bishop's boot in my arse being kicked
off the force.  I think the Bishop would shove another part of his anatomy
in my arse if given half the chance.  Now I begin to understand why Father
Jamie had the job of experimenting with the Druid faith.  I smiled as I bet
the bishop had both Jamie's bent over his desk, maybe at the same time.
   I was blown away.  Ruth not Father Bob may well have influenced Donald
for my appointment.  Maybe both.  I shook my head, no, the Archbishop and
the council would have approved my appointment.  I must thank Ruth when I
speak to her next.  That will be tonight I think.  I smiled.  Hell I was
blown away with the events of this morning.
   I must do something special for his Lordship the Bishop.  I smiled
again. Something to do with David and Chris.  Yes, the boys would go along
with anything I suggested in that department.  I couldn't stop smiling.  I
was one happy bastard.  David was going to get it when I got back.
   I arrived back a little after three.  Leticia made me sandwiches as I
had not eaten lunch.  I drew her into my lap kissing her passionately I was
so happy.  She squealed as I slapped her bum as she escaped my clutches
back to her kitchen bench.
   Beth was out shopping so I sought out David.  He was in the church
cleaning the windows inside with the step ladder.  He was happy to see me
as he climbed down off the ladder behind the alter as we sat on the
framework in the back.  David was always happy to see me.  He idolised me
as I smiled at him patting his hand saying.  "David you are doing such a
good job with us I'm very happy." David grinned with pleasure.
   I was using him I know as I asked.  "David I kept thinking of you, all
the way back from the city.  David would you give me a blow job without a
condom?  Then I'll give you one." He nodded his head, his eyes were bright
with anticipation as he knelt down in front of me opening my legs he
fumbled with my zip as I opened my legs wide for him helping open my fly.
   David was straight onto my erection as he pulled it out as I groaned
with pleasure.  David does a fare blow job now, getting better with Chris'
help.  I didn't last long as I blew my load.  David sputtered and coughed
as he swallowed.  He still hadn't quite got that part right as I sat there
panting recovering.
   "Thank you David, I really needed that, thank you." David smiled pleased
with himself as I put my pants back in order zipping up.  It was my turn as
I prepared myself getting on my knees between his open legs as he helped me
with his zip and belt.
   Dam his head was beautiful poking through his foreskin as I leaned
forward kissing his glistening organ.  I was going to enjoy this.  David
groaned as I slid my mouth down over his shaft.  He didn't taste too bad as
I set about bringing him to a climax.  David was groaning as I had done as
he arched his back as I sucked and sucked.  I had not forgotten how.
   David went stiff as he groaned as I felt my mouth filling with his
spurting fluid as I felt him pulsing to the end of his climax.
   I went about helping David finish the windows.  We were lifting the
heavy alter framework back in place when we heard the side door creak open.
It was Bethany coming in wanting to know how my meeting with the Bishop had
gone?  I was all smiles as I confessed, "I don't know what I was worried
about as his Lordship was quite happy with my progress." Bethany seemed
happy with that leaving smiling, satisfied.
   I raised my eyebrows at David as Beth disappeared out the side door as
we heard it squeak them shut.  He giggled back at me.  "That was close
David, We nearly got caught." He nodded grinning.  I looked at David
seriously asking.  "David I have been invited to dinner at the Harlow farm
tomorrow night.  I know you are having dinner with Mary Felton tonight,
don't overdo it as the Harlow's have asked if I might bring you with me. 
How do you feel about that?"
   David's eyes lit up.  I grinned at his reaction as I said.  "This will
be your big test David." He was smiling now as we got on with washing the
windows.  "Come on David the choir will be here before we finish at this
rate and you will be late for dinner with Mary Felton if you don't get a
shower and shave."
   It was Wednesday night choir practice after dinner.  I had phone calls
to make.  The first one was to the McCarthy sisters Gena and Sheryl.  The
call was to reassure them I had not forgotten them making arrangements for
dinner next Monday night.  They were delighted.  I smiled.  I was really
into older women.  Out here I was in my element.
   The next call was to Father Bob as Ruth answered.  She only answers if
Bob was not available.  I informed her what went on today with his Eminence
the Bishop.  I could hear her smiling.  Well I was going to wipe the grin
off her face as I said.
   "Don and I are going to root the arse of you together...  That wiped the
smile off your face.  Then I'm going to let Denis and Chris loose on you.
Denis is built like a fucken horse.  You'll love it." She laughed saying.
"He told you.  He must really like you." It was my turn to laugh saying. 
"I promised to let Denis loose on him.  He was putty in my hands."
   I loved the sound of Ruth's laugh as it tinkled down the line.  "Thank
you darling." I whispered into the phone.  "My pleasure Andrew you deserve
it." We were talking about my parish.  "I suppose now I'll have to grovel
and be your slave for the rest of my life." "That would be nice." "I'll see
what I can do."
   She laughed again, this time more serious.  "God I miss you Ruth." "I
know darling, me too." "You'll have to visit your grandkids more often and
meet me somewhere." "That could be arranged." She replied.  I smiled. 
"I'll let you know." "OK." "How's Father Bob doing?  Give him my best."
"The same as usual.  Yes I will." "How's the new guy going?" She laughed
saying.  "He's not a patch on you Andrew." "Bob's back.  Let me know.  By."
   She hung up.  I sat there thinking.  Beth had some serious competition
there.  Ruth was all woman and a handful.  I smiled.  There was a message
from Lady Alice from the Manor.  I returned her call.  One of the servants
answered as I asked for her, it was Reverend Holbroke calling.  I waited
about five minutes before Lady Alice came on.  "Hello Andrew, I didn't
expect you to ring till tomorrow.  I was wondering if you needed another
run through at the site?  I was thinking of a one on one if you know what I
mean." 'Yes I knew what she meant.' "I think that would be a good idea my
lady." "Well good, I'm free afternoons mostly.  Nights and weekends are
out." "OK I could manage something Friday afternoon?" "That sounds just
right.  About two thirty?" "Yes my lady." "Good Andrew, I'll mark it in my
diary.  Bye."
   Well that was a turn up.  Herbert not keeping it up to his lady?  I
smiled then shook my head.  I was getting myself into trouble.  I went
outside to choir practice feeling on top of the world.
   I heard David come in the back door as I went into the kitchen to make
sure it was him.  The women had gone to bed as I smiled at David as I made
him a mug of Milo.  Mary Felton was a happy woman by all accounts.  David
had given her a workout with his fingers and tongue after reaming out her
fanny with his dong first.
   He was still tender making up for it orally with Mary.  I slapped David
on the back thanking him for helping me out.  David beamed with pleasure.
I'm sure he didn't realise where this was leading when we took him in at
the Vicarage.  David must have thought this was heaven.  Well he was sure
it was now.
   I was looking forward to this evening all day as Beth and I visited two
outlying farms.  We had decided to reduce our workload.  Beth pointed out
at the rate we were going, we would run out of work in three months
starting over again.  As she pointed out a visit to the elderly twice or
three times a year was sufficient unless we needed to stock the larder up
with preservatives.  She did smile as she pointed out the Vicarage was
doing all right.  Thanks mainly to the collection plate.
   We dressed Denis up in his best clothes after showering and shaving with
me.  Leticia had given us a weaker mixture of the vegetable and fruit juice
mixture this time.  I thought the last one I had was a bit strong.  David
was looking quite handsome.  Even Mum remarked how hansom he looked.
   I think that did wonders for his ego as we lined up in the kitchen for
the girls inspection.  While we drove to the farm, I instructed David on
some off the finer points he would need with the two women.  Denis was very
good at getting his erection inside the women at the start then tended to
get carried away when he was getting close himself.  Forgetting about his
partner's needs.
   I explained if he could hold off till the women went out of control then
went for it he would have a most satisfying climax with the woman.  I
laughed as I rubbed his leg explaining.  "Tonight Dennis You will be able
to have climax after climax.  So you will have plenty of practice." We
laughed.
   We arrived while it was still light.  I introduced Dennis to the three
women in the hall as we changed our shoes for knitted slippers.  Claudia
took to Denis straight away as I smiled as I saw Dennis wince as she shook
his hand in her viselike grip.  I chickened out kissing the three women on
the cheek.  Helen kissed Dennis on the cheek as well as shake his hand.  My
little darling Henrietta blushed as she shook his hand.
   I smiled, she was mine tonight.  Denis wouldn't get near her till after
Beltain after I had done the deed good and proper.  I smiled as we were
ushered into the lamp and candle lit kitchen.  Denis would feel right at
home here.
   The meal was just perfect.  The girls had a potato wine that seem to set
the mood of the roast chicken meal as Denis was seated between the two
older women while Henrietta sat beside me with her hand on my leg under the
table.
   Dennis I could see was getting the same treatment on the other side of
the table as he looked at me with his eyes wide.  I smiled reassuring him
with a nod.
   After desert of custard pie we were into the business part of the
evening.  Claudia virtually dragged David through the door to her bedroom
on the pretext of showing him a picture she had in there.  I was tempted to
follow but Helen had hold of my hand as we left Henrietta in the kitchen to
clean up as I gave her a look with a wink that made her smile.
   It was quite as Helen lead me to her room as I left the door open on
purpose as we undressed together.  I heard a mumbled gasp from down the
hall then a loud groan as I suspect Denis was entering Claudia.
   Helen was as smooth and easy as I remember as my greased condom sheathed
erection slid fully home as Helen groaned with satisfaction.  I went to
town on her body as she moaned and groaned in competition with her now very
loud daughter down the hall.  I think Denis must have thought he was back
on his mum as he was giving Claudia one hell of a work out.
   By her screams she came four times as Helen under me shivered with
anticipation as she climaxed three so far as I climaxed once.
   After, when we were sitting quietly in the kitchen with Henrietta on my
lap with her mother in the chair by the stove recovering as we listened to
Helen howling through her third climax as I had my hand up under
Henrietta's dress fingering her through her first climax.  Then we headed
for her bedroom where my condom sheathed rock hard greased erection pushed
slowly up her rear passage as she moaned and groaned at my intruding size.
   I think I had more fun than I had the first time with them.  When I was
changing condoms Henrietta requested I have a climax in her front without a
condom.  I was not to break her maiden fitting my head into her then climax
into her entrance.
   I would try if she was willing.  I had almost an inch to play with, I
was confident I could do it without breaking her.  Henrietta put a towel
under her bum so my fluids would not run onto the bedclothes so her mother
would see I used a condom at all times.
   She felt so beautiful as I eased my head into her tight vulva.  I was as
stiff as a rock as she gasped with the pleasure of feeling my solid head
spread her lips open.  "This is not a good idea Henrietta." I had
misgivings as I whispered into her ear.  "Please father fill me full of
sperm." She pleaded.  "Make a baby in me please."
   I knew that was what she wanted as she told me previously.  She just
wanted to get a head start on Beltain.  "Yes my beautiful Beltain Queen, I
am your slave." I joked with her whispering loudly as she giggled then
groaned as she was as tight as tight as I was using pressure on her now as
I felt myself slowly stretching her entrance open.
   I had my mouth clamped over hers in case she screamed bringing her
mother in to see what was going on.  I was being as gentle as I could as
Henrietta groaned with pleasure as I eased my progress as my head was half
way in.
   We lay there for some time feeling each other's bodies.  I tell you she
felt fantastic as her entrance slowly stretched open with my ridged size
pressing in.  God I was close with the pressure of her tight sheath.  "I'm
getting close to cumming Henrietta." I groaned as I began moving in and out
of her entrance slowly.
   "Make me come with you father, like you did before." She whispered
urgently against my ear.  God I remember that I was balls deep up her rear
working her clitoris as we exploded together with one of the best climaxes
you could imagine.
   Well here we were again as I slid my right hand down to her clitoris as
I slid it round as she arched her body groaning loudly as I sought her
mouth with mine clamping our lips together to quieten her.
   I felt Henrietta lift her legs wide over the back of mine, clamping me
to her as she was wide open settling them as I opened mine wide so she
could settle hers comfortably locked into place.  My knees were hard up
against her bum now wide open as I steadied myself feeling her tight hot
vagina surrounding my head squeezing the foreign object trying to enter her
body.
   Henrietta bucked as I worked her clitoris as I felt her try to pull my
body up with her hands.  Wanting me to fill her entrance as I pushed in
slowly.
   I was too close to move fast as I pulled back on the verge as I slid in
again slowly to where I was before.  I didn't know if I would last to
climax together as she wanted.
   God she was so tight.  I had had my finger inside her last time feeling
her hymen being tight then.  Now I was pushing my bloody great erection at
her entrance to deliver my seed and it was about to happen as I stroked her
clitoris full on hard.  "God Henrietta I can't hang on." I gasped.  She was
shuddering under me as I clamped her mouth with mine again as her body
lifted with excitement as I felt her legs tighten around me as she went
stiff as I began spurting into her as I felt numb as I felt her clamping me
tightly like no other had before.
   I came so hard it was painful as her body was ridged under me as she
screamed through her climax clamping my legs so hard I couldn't move.
   It seemed as if it lasted for hours.  I slowly became aware as our
bodies were locked together.  My groin was pressing hard against hers.  I
realised I was fully inside her belly.  It felt bloody fantastic. 
Henrietta was groaning into my mouth as she realised I was buried inside
her.
   I lifted off her mouth as she was trying to say something.  "Fuck me
father, fuck a baby into me." She clamped her mouth onto mine again as I
felt her wiggle around my solid erection.  I drew back as she screamed into
my mouth then pushed fully home as she bucked up against me hard screaming
to fuck her.
   I did.  I fucked her as hard as I dare with slow and long strokes as I
grunted and groaned as I pushed in hard then back out then back into her
baby tunnel deep.  I was working her clitoris hard.  I don't know how many
climaxes she had I think I had four before she stopped me as we lay there
together.  As she groaned crying in my arms.
   "I can't be the Beltain Queen now father." She cried as I hugged her to
me.  "Yes you can, don't be silly.  I knew we had broke your maiden
occidentally practising for Beltain.  No one will know except you and I so
it's all right, understand.  If your mum asks I only went up the back like
last time." That seem to quieten her as I stroked her cheek as I added. 
"You had better scream when I push it into you at Beltain.  Long and loud."
   Henrietta smiled as I added.  "I also suggest at Beltain you have sex
with other men after me so your mother won't know who the father is.  It
might be safer that way if no one knows but you." She nodded saying.  "You
only went up the back so you better do me again so I will moan and groan a
lot." She giggled feeling better now.
   I slipped on a condom after drying myself and her crutch of sperm and a
little blood.  Henrietta got on her hands and knees ready for me as I lubed
her bum hole again.  "Shove it in hard Andrew make me scream loud.  Mum
will come and see what's happening."
   I was still rock hard.  We could hear Helen down the hall groaning
loudly as David was still at work.  I pushed in hard.  Henrietta yelled at
the top of her lungs as I worked her clitoris as I pumped in and out hard.
   The bed was sideways to the hall door as I pounded in and out harder as
Henrietta moaned and groaned as she shuddered through a climax as I pumped
her hard.
   Claudia didn't come in to see what was going on as I ripped in and out
of her daughter's rear.  But I did notice the door was a little ajar as I
was sure I had closed it when we came in.  To confirm that Henrietta looked
up as I pulled out of her rear pointing to the door.  I nodded.  I
reassured her.  "Only you and I know." She nodded, smiling now confident
she knew she could get away with it.
   I heard Helen moving to the kitchen from her room.  Shortly after
Claudia's voice in the hallway asking Denis if he was ready.  I smiled, it
was working.  Henrietta and I were laying in each other's arms.
   She had my still hard erection in her hand now leaning down sucking it
without a condom.  She was improving better than before as I groaned with
pleasure as she brought me to another gentle climax.  My body went through
the motions but I wasn't sure there was much sperm with it.
   I called it a night after that.  Henrietta was sore in both holes and
her jaw ached so we got dressed.  Henrietta hid the towel in her bed as she
would wash it tomorrow with the washing without the other women knowing.
   I kissed her passionately.  "I'll see you Sunday morning at church. 
Thank you darling that was super." She grinned from ear to ear as I led her
out to the kitchen.  Helen was there at the stove in her dressing gown
poring herself a cup of tea.  "Cup of tea Andrew?" I nodded as I found a
cushion for Henrietta to sit on one of the kitchen chairs.
   Helen looked at me.  I smiled explaining.  Henrietta's a bit tender in
the tail.  Helen smiled at her Granddaughter saying.  "I'm not surprised
you two have been at it for two hours." As she looked up at the mantle
clock smiling.  "David is still going in there, that boy is a real ram."
She seemed very pleased about that.  I was.
   "I assume Helen by your remark our little experiment worked well?" She
smiled at me nodding saying with a smile.  "David is welcome here any time.
Well so are you reverend." I nodded with a smile.  "Thank you Helen.
   She listened to the moans and groans coming from the open hallway door
smiling adding.  "I'm sure Claudia will agree by the sounds of it." We all
agreed.
   It was another fifteen minutes before Claudia and David appeared as
Claudia flopped down at the table in her dressing gown as David was
dressed. Helen was making them a cup of tea as they didn't have Milo for
David.
   I smiled, there would be Milo next time David visited, a large tin.  It
had worked well with David.  He still had a bulge in his pants like me. 
Both Helen and Claudia never quizzed Henrietta or myself on Henrietta's
chastity.  I think they assumed she was still pure like last time we were
together, she did have a sore tail and jaw.
   God it wouldn't go down just thinking about being buried deep spurting
my baby making fluid into her.  Fuck that was just beautiful for my first
maiden being surprised it was so easy for her from what I understood it
could be.
   I looked at David smiling in the dim light from the dashboard as he was
quite as I drove.  "You happy with the way things went tonight David?" He
looked at me grinning nodding his head hard with enthusiasm.
   "It was supper Reverend." I laughed as he was using some of Chris' words
adding.  "You see how the women love a man who can't make them pregnant."
He nodded grinning to himself, he had enjoyed himself.  "David when were
alone like this you can call me Andrew.  You understand, we are friends
like Chris is your friend.  We are all friends when were on our own." He
nodded looking at me serious saying.  "It was real good Andrew." I laughed
at his enthusiasm.
   I looked at him as I had slowed the car down to a crawl.  "You still
hard Denis?" As I looked at him.  "Yep." He nodding grinning.  "So am I,
how about we suck each other off before we go back.  I'm sure your sore
like I am." He nodded again.  "I'll find somewhere to park." We were in a
narrow lane.  There was a turnoff ahead on the right.  An even narrower
thicket lined lane that lead around in a curve to a field gate.
   David got out directing me to turn the vehicle in the tight confines of
the lane.  I backed up so we were in the shadow of a big oak tree beside
the field gate.  I felt safer as it was little used and overgrown.
   We climbed into the back seat lowering our pants and underwear to our
ankles.  I was taking a hell of a gamble out in public like this.
   I retrieved the cushion mother used behind her back when she was
driving. It wasn't very thick but protected my knees as I knelt on the
floor jammed between the back of the front seat and rear seat.  David had
turned sideways to allow me in as I settled myself onto him.  David was
tender as I held his rock hard erection gently in my hands as I sucked up
and down on it.
   I know David had twice as much sex as I tonight.  He groaned and moaned
as I sucked his head not on his foreskin behind his head, fondling his
balls gently.  It took David some time to reach a climax.  I felt little
fluid eject into my mouth.  I did feel him going softer after a minute. 
That was more than I was as I was still ridged.
   David was as gentle as I was as he sucked my head as I lay back in the
backseat corner groaning my pleasure as I pushed David's head down on my
shaft as I wasn't as tender as he.  I came hard in the back of David's
throat.  David was very good at jamming me in.  No doubt with all the
practice he had with his brother in the barn.
   David did me twice in the back of the car.  It took me some time to
slowly soften.  By the time we got home I was soft enough not to be
painful. The girls fussed over us as we showered together upstairs.  I was
demonstrating to David cleanliness with foreskins after he had been with
women or more importantly having any type of sex.
   Supper was a quite affair, I think the girls were a little put out with
our evening out.  Even Mum I noticed.  I had some bridge building to do. 
Not tonight I was too sore but I cuddled Mum till she went to sleep.
   Their feelings weren't helped when Lady Alice rang the next morning,
wanting to talk to me.  I reluctantly agreed to meet her at the site, after
lunch alone...  was emphasised, then hung up.  I grinned thinking I had
better take condoms and jell in my pocket in case.
   Lady Alice suggested I might like to walk to the sight, as it was a
fifteen minute walk from the vicarage.  She didn't want her lot to know she
was out with me.  That made me smile.  It had the makings of an extra
marital affair.  I was sure if Beth wasn't with us last time it would have
been on in the crypt.
   I explained to the girls Lady Alice wished to discuss something
important with me at the sight after lunch.  I would walk there alone as
the weather didn't look too bad.
   I found my way to the sight quite easily.  I already knew my way to the
spot where Chris took David and I where I assumed Father Jamie took Chris
for there little suck, push and poke episodes.  I found the path as I made
my way up the hill.
   There was no one in sight when I arrived.  It had drizzled earlier so I
made my way around the top to the entrance ramp.  There was a horse tied up
to a low branch of a tree feeding on the grass on a long lead.
   I smiled as I walked down the ramp.  Heading for the entrance of the
crypt.  As the tunnel curved around to the right, it was impossible to see
if there was a light in the crypt till I was half way in.  Yes I could see
a light now as I felt my way along the tunnel wall.
   Well no one was more surprised than me to see a naked figure spread
eagled on the stone tablet surface with a blanket laid out under her with
one hand between her wide open legs with her fingers stroking herself
unashamedly as I entered the dimly lit crypt by a single small torch light.
   "Alice." I enquired.  There was no response at first.  Then as I entered
the chamber proper I heard her strangled voice pant.  "Andrew get your gear
off and fuck me."
   Well I needed no second telling as I ripped my clothes off feeling to my
surprise my erection was solid as tender as it was.  I was still affected
by the potion as I knelt between her wide open legs as the stone was hard
on my knees as I climbed over her prostrate nude form.  I tell you she had
a magnificent body for her age.  Her breast were not big so lay a little
flat but her belly was beautiful and flat like a young teenager.  She
wasn't a big woman and made me harder just looking at her.
   She had her eyes shut as her body shuddered as my hips lowered onto hers
as I moved around to line my erection up with her vulva, sliding my head up
and down I lunged forward.  Alice gasped as she felt my head force it's way
between her labia lips.  "Hard Andrew!" she groaned.
   I grimaced at my tenderness then lunged into her as she groaned as I
forced my erection deep into her body.  I groaned loudly as the pleasure
and pain of my tender erection forcing into her reminded me of last night.
I felt her climaxing as I pulled back then forced into her ridged body
deep, as her legs tighten around mine as she arched under me hard.  I
couldn't help myself, surprised as I spurted into her strongly.
   I don't know how long we lay there panting together.  I was aware she
was relaxing slowly under me.  God she had long climaxes as I felt her
squeezing body around my erection slowly relax.  "Thank you Andrew.  That
was super.  Now give me another, this time slower gentler, I'm sure you
know how."
   Well that knocked the stuffing out of me as I groaned with tenderness as
I slowly slid back then forward inside her body.  Dam I was tender as I
began to get excited again as I felt Alice's hand between us working her
clitoris.
   My God this woman was insatiable as I stroked in and out slowly as she
writhed under me groaning and moaning as she swivelled her hips around for
best advantage as I was pushing in deep.
   Shortly Alice screamed into another climax, arching her back under me as
I felt her vagina squeeze around me tightly.  Dam this woman had muscles on
her muscles as I pushed in and out with short strokes as I now felt her
relaxing under me.  "Oh fuck Andrew that's it.  Nice and slow now."
   I had to stop as I was getting too sore as I apologised.  "I'm sorry
Alice I'm a little too tender I'm afraid." I felt her chuckle with a note
of disappointment as her belly squeezed my slowly deflating erection.  I
groaned as I slipped out.  I held her in my arms as we lay side by side.
   "Thank you Andrew, I needed that badly." I held her tightly promising.
"There's plenty more where that came from when I'm not so tender." She
laughed saying.  "Your services are much in demand Andrew.  Your fitting
into the parish well.  Like a hand in a glove so to speak." She giggled. 
"Talking about a hand in a fanny.  Get my nap sack Andrew, down beside you,
there's a tube of KY jelly.  In the side pocket."
   I climbed off the stone block, finding her knapsack in the dim light
lying there, lifting it as I sat on the stone beside her finding the tube
in the pocket.  "Now Andrew grease up your fingers and hand.  You're going
to slide it inside me as far as you can giving me climaxes as you go. 
Remember, in as hard as you can Andrew."
   I was taken back a little as I didn't know Lady Alice that well really.
Ruth liked it like that at times so here was another as I smiled.  I must
admit whenever I pushed my hand into Ruth, I found it highly erotic.  We
never used to do it that often but when we did have the time I would have
my hand inside her vagina up to my wrist with my erection buried deep up
her rear.  Far enough inside to wrap my fingers around my head masturbating
myself to a climax with that hand while I stroked her clitoris with the
thumb of my other hand as we climaxed together.
   Lady Alice lay quietly with her legs wide open like a frog watching me
as I lubricated the back of my right hand in the dim torch light.  I
crawled up on my knees between her legs lubricating her vulva with my
fingers as she lifted her body up in the air as I worked my knees under her
bum.
   I realised she was clean shaved.  I smiled as she looked like a young
girl down there.  God I wished I wasn't so dam tender as she lifted herself
again settling off centre favouring my right hand for ease of entry into
her body.
   I was amazed we were so...  I was thinking 'compatible', but that wasn't
the word.  This was our first time, so 'comfortable' was better, as she
smiled up at me serious.  Time to get serious.  Not one mistake could be
made from here on.  She trusted me completely as I began working my fingers
into her body.
   The ease I was able to get my hand up to my third finger knuckles
surprised me as I pushed my thumb in harder as Alice groaned as I began
wiggling my fingers stretching them open and my palm out flat as I began
working my way in, rubbing her clitoris full on now as I rested my other
hand down on her belly for purchase for my thumb working on her clitoris.
   "Oh Andrew, you've done this before." She groaned as I worked steady as
I felt my first thumb knuckle slide in.  One more to go as Alice arched her
back shuddering in climax as I pulsed my hand and fingers open and shut
without pushing for her to climax on.
   "God keep it moving Andrew." I did as I worked her clitoris harder as I
began pushing then pulling till I was back to slippery again.  "All the way
in Alice?" I asked as I wiggled my thumb slowly as I could feel we were
just short of the point of no return.
   "Harder Andrew." Alice gasped as I pushed working my hand in the
confines of her body as I felt her go ridged with another climax.  "Fuck
Andrew." She gasped as I pushed harder as Alice's body was still ridged as
I realised my thumb knuckle was almost in as I expanded and closed my hand
as hard as I could inside her entrance.
   Alice was as stiff as a board as she gasped through gritted teeth. 
"It's going in Andrew slow down and make me come." She gasped as I worked
my thumb on her clitoris harder as I opened and closed my intruding hand as
I felt my hand slowly sliding in as Alice cried out as she opened her legs
wider then close them on me to open them wider repeatedly as Alice
shuddered violently arching her back screaming.  "Yessssssssssssssss
Andrewwwwwwwwww fuckkkkkkkk".  eMy hand slipped inside as Alice collapsed
onto the rug covered stone surface.
   We were quite for a few moments till Alice giggled as I felt her body
shake around my hand.  She looked up at me between her legs smiling as the
sweat glistened on her body in the torchlight as she whispered.  "Andrew
that's the best climax I ever had." I smiled at her as she lay her head
back on the stone adding.  "Keep me excited for a few minutes till I
recuperate for the next."
   I did just that.  Alice was slowly rotating her lower body feeling my
fist moving inside her body.  I was grateful in one respect I didn't have
to use my penis as I was still tender from the Harlow visit.  I was quite
content to go along with Alice this time and play a passive roll for once.
Well I didn't know Alice well really.  Sure I lusted after her fantastic
body and here I was with my hand inserted inside it.  I smiled as I looked
up at Alice.
   "OK Andrew I'm ready, let's go.  I want you to drag on me with your fist
as hard as you can without coming out.  As I get close to coming try and
rotate your fist inside as you drag hard.  You understand Darling?" I
nodded in the weak torchlight as Alice smiled in response to my nod as I
began working her clitoris with the thumb of my free hand.
   Alice arched her back as I felt her body shudder around my fist.  "Oh
fuck Andrew harder." I obliged as he body lifted up off the stone slab in
the middle as she made a gurgling noise in her throat as her excitement
grew.
   I was pulling hard with my fist on and off as I felt Alice swivel her
hips on me as she shuddered with excitement.  "Make your fist as large as
possible Andrew.  I'll tell you when to pull it out slowly."
   I nodded as I concentrated on working Alice's clitoris.  She was amazing
as I felt her excitement growing.  Her nipples were rock hard again.  I was
disappointed I had not been able to pay them any attention as she had
magnificent small breasts.  I pulled harder.
   My fist was half way out locked solid against her body resistance.  I
tried pushing and pulling to keep the fluids flowing as she was getting
close.  "Twist it Andrew.  Twist it." I obliged as I felt her shuddering
getting stronger.
   I screwed my wrist one way then the other as Alice arched her back
harder crying out.  "Ho fuck harder." Harder it was.  My fist was almost
half out as I twisted harder.  Alice screamed loudly.  "Now Andrew. 
Nowwww. Oh fuck."
   As I dragged my hand out slowly.  She was unbelievably tight as I had to
pull hard as I felt both Alice's hands over mine as she screamed.  "Get it
out." I pulled harder relaxing my hand as I felt it slide out of Alice's
body.  I looked up as she groaned to see Alice slowly relax her body as she
cupped her crutch tightly with both hands.
   Alice was gasping at the effort as she slowly quietened.  After a minute
or two as I knelt there rubbing her thigh with one hand she said in the
dark as the torch had given up.  "I'll give you a blow job Andrew as I'm
too tender there now."
   I shook my head as I replied.  "That's all right Alice, it'll keep till
next time.  "No Andrew, you have just given me two of the best climaxes I
have ever had and I'm going to give you something." I felt Alice moving
beside me in the dark as she worked her way off the stone block beside me
then pushed me up to sit on the end of the block as I felt her opening my
legs then undoing my fly.
   It didn't take her long to find my erection as her hand snaked in and
around my fly to hold onto it.  I must have winced as her hand slid round
my shaft.  "Tender Andrew?" "Yes." I gasped.  She giggled saying.  "Keeping
the parish women happy Andrew?" I didn't say a thing as she giggled as I
felt her move around.  Then I felt it, her warm wet mouth over my head as
she sucked on me.
   I felt her lift off to my disappointment.  "Hell Andrew you are a size,
I'm sure the parish women won't complain one little bit." I grunted as she
went back to sucking my head then I felt her going deeper now I was nice
and slippery.
   It didn't take me long to become excited as Alice worked my shaft up and
down with her mouth.  I realised I couldn't feel her teeth.  I was impress
as I groaned with pleasure.  This girl was certainly a master at her craft.
I could feel her tongue sliding up and down my shaft with her lips.  It was
one of the gentlest blow jobs I ever had.
   I groaned as I felt stirrings deep in my testicles.  "I'm getting close
Alice, that is beautiful." I went stiff as she went up and down faster. 
Hell I was rushing up the slope towards climax as I held onto her head with
my hands giving a warning.  "Here I come Alice, fuck." I let go with a hard
stream as I felt Alice push down on my erection harder.  This girl was a
seasoned veteran as I felt her squeezing and sucking my spurting erection
hard.
   I was gasping for air now as my spurts slowly died.  Alice was holding
still on my erection.  I realised she was taking my spurts into the back of
her throat.  I was impressed with Alice as I stroked her head.  Man she was
taking my load like no other.  Well Ruth would choke at times when I
streamed down her throat.  Alice was taking the lot without a whimper.  I
relaxed in the dark feeling Alice suck and lick my head till it was clean
of sperm then lay her head on my lap as I held it there.
   "I must get back." That was Alice.  "I love this place, I come here some
times and just sit in the dark imagining all sorts of things happening. 
Thank you Andrew for making one of those dreams come true."
   I stroked her face as she was still suckling my now slack penis.  I
sighed as I felt her rise from between my legs feeling for her clothes
beside the stone block.  I could hear her fumbling with them as I listened
to her in the dark.
   I waited quietly till she was dressed sitting on the stone pulling on
her riding boots.
   "Adam there is a matter I would like you to give some attention to.  One
of our tenant farmers is having trouble conceiving.  There only a young
couple and it's creating some problems between them.  The husband is a bit
headstrong and bullish.  The girl has confided in me a number of times now,
I've suggested she might take a sperm donor on in secret.  The girl is
willing if it can be kept discrete.  Would you be willing to help her out?"
   I was quite for a little then asked.  "What did you have in mind." I
felt her grope around as she found then held my hand in the dark.  Well We
could distract him with a job on a neighbouring farm.  That would be very
risky.  You might be seen.  He won't let her out of his sight so she can't
come to you so the safest way would be for you to visit of a night and meet
her out in the field behind the house after he has gone to sleep."
   I thought about it for a time remembering the lectures at theological
college with the cautious advice given.  "If we can come to a safe
practical arrangement I will do my bit for the good of the community.  You
may make the arrangements starting after Beltane."
   Alice squeezed my hand in the dark adding.  "The girl is willing to meet
you in the back garden behind their outside privy.  There is bushes
separating the garden where privacy can be maintained.  She will draw a map
of the grounds layout in relation to the privy and house for you to study.
I'll be the go between for you.  No one else but us three will know what is
going on.  I have promised her it will be most secret."
   We were quite for a while.  "I must go Adam, I'm late, I'm usually not
this long on a ride.  I'll make some excuse about a fall or stumble.  Good
by Adam." We felt our way into each other's arms kissing goodbye
passionately.  Then she was gone as I heard her feel her way out the
tunnel. Then there was quite.  After a few minutes I thought I heard the
horse galloping away as I sat there thinking.  I had to cut down my
extracurricular activities or I would not survive at this rate.
   I grinned as I got up making my way along the wall towards the tunnel. I
would have to ring the Bishop tonight and have a late night chat, something
to give Don wet dreams about.  I'm sure he would appreciate the gesture
being hot off the press, so to speak.
   I hurried as I climbed the ramp out of the quarry as it was getting on
towards dark and I would be late for dinner.  Leticia would not be happy as
I strode out stronger.
   Beth was not very happy with me either.  I remembered to wash my hands
in the sink as I came in.  I could do nothing about Alice's perfume which
had rubbed off her clothes.  Beth knew I was going to meet Alice in a
clandestine meeting.  When I was secretive about it she was annoyed as I
cited confessional confidence.
   After dinner I sat in my office writing up a report for Don.  I was
still going to phone tonight backed up with the hard copy.  I gave a lot of
thought to the tenant farmer's wife.  Concluding it could work with a short
sharp encounter after dark behind the privy in the bushes.  All I really
needed to do was deliver my sperm into her vagina.  I could bend her over
something and go to town for five minutes and the husband wouldn't be any
wiser if he had woken thinking she was out on the toilet when she would be
with me.  We would have to cover our tracks.
   I shook my head as there was the McCarthy sisters next Monday night. 
Gena and Sheryl were dead keen on me and weren't ashamed to show it.  Mum
brought in a cup of tea for me at supper time.  Chris was here with David
as they were playing a card game on the kitchen table with the girls.  I
was writing a sermon as I tried it out on Mum before she left the office.
   At nine thirty I rang Don's number.  He answered quite smartly.  I
identified myself receiving a worm friendly greeting.  Then I explained why
I was ringing Don was quite listening to my erotic tale.  When I got to the
point of sliding my hand into Alice's body he was groaning down the line
obviously wanking himself one handed while on the phone.
   I must admit I felt strangely perverted with my newly discovered power
over my superior but also now a friend, a like minded associate I felt
comfortable with.  We were both as hard as rocks as I squeezed my erection
through my pants.  I was reluctant to wank off with him as I had mum
waiting for me upstairs.  So I kept a high state of excitement through the
story.  "And you know Don when she came on me fist when I pulled my hand
out it was throbbing with the lack of circulation she was squeezing my
wrist so tight." I finished off as Don groaned louder on the other end.
   I could just imagine him cumming in a towel in his lap as I could hear
him panting as he slowly quietened.  I apologised into the phone.  "I'm
sorry Don, one of the girls is waiting upstairs for me." I didn't tell him
it was mum, I didn't know him well enough...  yet.  There was a pause down
the line.  "Yes Andrew I understand.  Thank you for sharing that exciting
episode with me, thank you lad, good night." The phone clicked as I smiled
to myself as I headed upstairs after checking all the doors.
   I stripped my clothes off in the semi dark.  There was just enough light
from the green digital dial of the bedside clock to see what I was doing as
I pulled the bedclothes up slipping into bed beside her.
   She was waiting for me as she slipped into my open arms to cuddle and
kiss with all the love and gentleness I could muster.  I said a silent
prayer as I felt Mum open her legs as she turned onto her back as I
followed her over now on my hands working my body over onto hers as my
ridged erection rubbed it's way up her inner thigh as I let it zero in on
her crutch.
   I had to be the luckiest bastard, with women waiting on my hand a foot.
Then there was David and Chris with Don the Bishop and his secretary in the
wings.  I smiled as I dragged the head of my erection up and down Mum's
labia lips as I felt her inner fluids helping lubricate her lips with my
fluid leaking from my erection as she sighed softly as I gently probed into
her body as her legs wrapped around mine to lock me in on her.

   I had to rush through my shower and shave to be on time to have dinner
with the McCarthy sisters Gena and Sheryl.  I had to drive as it was a fair
step, I was running late.  Bethany had drawn a map for me as I wasn't shore
of the way yet, even though Beth and I had been out there once.  Well we
had been every where once which was confusing for a stranger.
   I had a three mile drive.  I had to drive past a number of farm on the
way.  There was no getting around it the tongues would wag if my car was
spotted.  Well Beth tells me there already wagging as some women in the
know can't help themselves.
   The sisters were eagerly waiting my arrival.  There chicken pie was
second to none as was the fresh baked bread and their apple pie was just
out of this world.  The sisters had drawn straws who was going with me
first.
   Sheryl the younger was the lucky girl as she made it known she was ready
when I was.  I was whisked away into the master bedroom.  There to my
pleasant surprise was a king size bed.  I should not have been surprised as
the three had lived together all their adult life.
   It was so easy with the older women.  They didn't have the hangups the
younger ones had and it was straight down to business.  Sheryl was
stripping in front of me as I followed suite.
   She was in bed waiting for me as I placed my little bag containing the
condoms and lubricant on the bedside table.  I was standing stark naked
side on to her as I could see her smiling in anticipation as she watched me
roll a condom down over my erection.
   Sheryl was moaning and groaning as I wiped lubricant over her vulva. 
Then when I rubbed my slippery head up and down her vulva, her back arched
hard as I realised she was sensitive.
   Well was she.  Obviously not having sex for a number of years she was
tight to slide into.  Climaxing as I hit bottom as I was pulling in and out
as I went deeper and deeper.  She went so strong she was taking me with
her. By the time I climaxed she had three and rigidly clamping me with her
arms and legs around me as I climaxed hard buried into her depths.
   I was a little shocked as I realised she had passed out under me.  It
took her almost a full minute to come round as I was really worried about
to call her sister Gena.  We lay there together cuddling as Sheryl
reluctantly climbed out of bed putting her dressing gown on over her naked
form heading out into the kitchen.
   Almost immediately Gena appeared in a similar dressing gown removing it
as she came through the door revealing she was naked underneath slipping
into bed coming into my arms making a gurgling noise in her throat in
anticipation.
   I was surprise as she was the dominant one as she was rolling over on
top of my legs feeling for my freshly sheaved erection sliding it into her
slippery body.  She must have been listening at the door as she was as
excited and slippery as hell, as I felt myself sliding deeper and deeper
into her body as her fluids seem to be as slipper as a young girls.
   I was surprised as I had nothing to do.  Gena was doing all the work as
I lay there holding her breasts with my hands squeezing them as Gena
groaned and moaned as she writhed up and down and around and around on my
erection until she was shuddering through her first climax as I felt her
squeezing the hell out of me.
   She didn't stop as she worked her way into her second as I kept
squeezing and thrusting.  Finally Gena collapsed on me as she climaxed hard
just short of my climax.
   When she had recovered sufficiently she apologised when she learnt I had
not climaxed yet, explaining she had got carried away thinking she had felt
me spurt.  It was my thrusts that had led her to believe I had climaxed. 
She did make up for it by giving me a smooth climax by riding up and down
on my erection until I groaned as I spurted hard into the condom buried
deep in her squeezing belly.
   I disappointingly refrained from a second round explaining I had a busy
week this week as Beltain was on the horizon.
   Beltain a week out.
   I began to notice an underlying excitement among the women in the
vicarage.  We were a week away from Beltane.  The women were preparing for
the celebrations.  I noticed the fridge was full of strange fruits and
vegetables.  The kitchen was busy as the women made things in preparation
for the upcoming celebrations.
   Sherrill was the seamstress of our group bein busy all week working at
home with two of the outer circle women making or repairing the outfits for
the celebrations.  Father Jamie's high priest cloak had been the first for
attention.  Little alteration or repair was needed.  Father Jamie was a
little bigger than I plus a little portly, they hung a little loose looking
well on me I thought.
   I had received my instruction sheet on the ceremony and prayers from
Lady Alice.  I had been studying all week for my part.  Any questions I had
Bethany had the answers.  I smiled to myself as she had been raised in the
shadow of the ancient ways with a religious family.  She once told me Lady
Alice was the only other person in the parish who knew as much about the
old ways as herself.
   That made me feel a lot more confident within myself for my part.  I
realised I was getting both nervous and excited as the time drew closer.  I
smiled at the thought of the Beltane Queen Henrietta Harlow with her legs
wide open as I lowered myself in between sliding into her depths.  I
couldn't wait.
   I would enlist the services of David and Criss as red men, the mischief
makers.  They would be getting up to hijinks after the ceremony.  Well
wouldn't everyone?  I smiled at the prospect of a fun night after THE
serious stuff was over.
   From the Monday morning I was busy.  Bethany had my week mapped out for
me.  I was blessing bonfires throughout the parish all week.  It seemed
every farm small and large had bonfires.  That would stir up the bishop and
his council.  Maybe they already knew.
   We started first thing Monday morning.  We were doing five and six a day
sometimes eight if they were small farms.  We were a little late back at
night but I don't think anyone minded.


   >> Post Beltane.
   Now Beltane was over and we were recovering now life would get back to
normal.
   I had promised Lady Alice I would help the tenant wife whom was having
trouble conceiving.  We made arrangements that I would wait behind the
outhouse around nine thirty, well after dark.  She had constructed a little
garden out the back with a garden seat beside made from a flat plank and
two stumps let into the ground deep enough they wouldn't move when in use.
   I was to bend her over the seat facing the house doing the deed while
watching the back door in case her husband came out to investigate her
absence from their bed.
   I would be informed by lady Alice when the girl was in her fertile
period.  She would not tell the wife who I was, I would not speak during
her insemination.  I was turned on at the idea I would be fathering my
first child, the first I hoped of many.
   I told the girls I was meeting a lady to do the deed for a few nights
without divulging her identity as I slipped away as soon as it was dark.  I
practice the root in daylight so I knew the right pathways.  Their cottage
was on it's own little plot so was easy to find as it backed onto the
Beltain wood but behind the manor house.
   I found it was easier than I thought as I slowly manoeuvred through the
wood with the cottage in sight as I kept to the shadows of the fence with
my dark suit as I could see the light on in the cottage go out as the one
upstairs came on indicating the bedroom.
   I found my hands shaking as I waited by the fence as the bedroom light
went out as I smiled in anticipating excitement.  I was going to inseminate
a woman I didn't know.
   It took ages for the light to go out then ten minutes later I detected a
shadow as the back door opened then closed as the shadow moved down the
path to the privy in the dark.  I crossed to the garden bench using the
shadow of the privy then I was masked by the building as it had a woodshed
attached from the house as I crossed to the seat crouching down to wait.
   I heard the privy door bang then I heard the lid lift inside as I waited
holding my breath daring not to breath as I saw her shadow slip around the
side of the privy heading in my direction.  She came directly to the seat
as she had her hands out in the dark as she hadn't brought a lantern.
   I coughed, directing her to my position as I grasped her hand guiding
her to the seat as I guider her around to kneel down facing the house as I
straddled behind her kneeling legs lifting her dressing gown and nightie up
over her back as I fumbled between her legs feeling she was wet with
anticipation as she bent down leaning over the seat on her arms as I rubbed
my naked erection head in between her wet crutch.
   I was slippery as well leaking precum in anticipation as I felt her
young firm body as I pushed her further as her back arched as she tried to
push her vagina out for me to get at.
   I lined her up as I felt her lips as I stroked my head up and down
feeling her hole.  I pushed in deeper as she groaned.  I wasn't sure if it
was in pleasure or pain as I pulled back then pushing in harder.
   "Holy mother." I heard her gasp as she felt the size of my head as I
pushed harder.  "Holy hell." she gasped as I felt her stiffen as I pressed
harder.  "Dam, take it easy, I'm not used to anything that big." She
whispered fiercely.
   She was as tight as Henrietta Harlow.  Well not quite but she was tight.
Her old man must be smaller than my thumb.  I pushed my hand round the
front of her hip down between her legs fingering her clitoris.  She
shuddered violently as she gasped in surprise as I worked her hard.  She
went as stiff as a board as I felt her body shuddering as she climaxed
hard.
   I pushed at her harder, feeling my head was almost in as I felt her
slowly relax as I eased a little as she collapsed.  I grinned as I worked
her clitoris as her little organ was rock hard and near the size of a pea.
I kept working it with my finger as I applied more pressure with my
erection as she began to get excited again as she squirmed around in front
of me groaning.  "It's hurting too much." She complained.  She was still
pushing back on me with force as she groaned.
   I grinned as I felt her shudder as I worked her harder again.  "No one
ever done that to me before." she gasped as I felt her press back on me
harder.  "Oh hell." she moaned as I felt her wiggle her bum under me as I
eased my head as I began moving back and forward as I eased back then
pushed forward hard.
   I couldn't help it as I pulled back again then pushed forward harder as
I felt my excitement rising saying.  "OH." I held her hips tight with my
arms as I worked her clitoris as I felt myself crown spurting strongly into
her.  She yelped under me as she felt me pulsing into her strongly as she
groaned softly trying not to make a noise.
   We were ridged as I spurted strongly into her body.  I felt her
shuddering as her body hiccuped beneath me as I spurted a few more times
into her then I was done dribbling the remains.  I was reluctant to let her
go as I thought she was still climaxing.
   I was bitterly disappointed I hadn't got right inside her.  I grinned to
myself as I realised I would be back here tomorrow night having another go
at her.  I eased the pressure as I felt myself shrinking as she groaned as
I came unstuck as I pulled back.  I smacked her bum lightly to indicate we
were finished.
   I felt her rise turning in my arms as she held me tightly to her. 
"Thank you." She whispered.  "I better get back." I pulled my pants up as I
heard her slam the door of the privy then make her way to the back door.  I
didn't hear her close it as I was half way along the fence in the shadows
heading for the woods.
   When I felt it was safe I used the torch to find the path then headed
for the village and the back of the church.  Fore some reason I felt really
good about what I was doing as twenty minutes later I was slipping through
the wall door into the back yard behind the rectory.
   Beth was waiting for me as I expected in the dark kitchen by the wood
heater as I washed my hands and face at the kitchen sink.  She wanted to
know everything that went on.  I think she was turned on hearing about my
love life.
   The next night I was waiting in the dark shadows behind the privy.  I
watched the ritual of lights going on and off in the downstairs then the
upstairs bedroom.  It was cold and drizzling.
   I wore a black sou'wester to keep us comfortable at least.  I was a
little impatient as she was taking a long time.  I was hoping she had not
gone to sleep leaving me stuck out here getting wet.
   Finally I saw a shadow at the back door as I felt relief as it headed
for the privy where I heard the door bang then the shadow was slipping
around the back heading for me.
   'I'm sorry." she panted.  "He wanted to have sex.  It only took five
minutes.  Mind you, he didn't worry about me." I drew her dressing gown
clad figure under my cape lifting it up over her back as I had my fly open
ready as stiff as a board.
   She was still sloppy as I zeroed in on her vagina.  "Oh dam." She
groaned as I slid inside till my head was tight again.  I felt around for
her clit as I felt her stiffen with contact beneath me.
   This time I took it slow and easy as I pushed in harder.  She began
groaning as I drew in and out of her.  I could feel I was slowly going in
as she groaned with each stroke as I pushed at her harder.
   I felt her push back at me now as I pushed harder as I felt her begin to
shudder.  Her climax was building in spite of the pressure I was applying
inside.  "Fuck." She groaned.  "It's going in." She was right I felt myself
slowly sliding into her stretching body.
   I worked her clit harder as I felt her body shake beneath me as she
groaned loudly.  The feeling I was feeling stretching her open is something
to behold and never forgotten.  Her body went stiff as a board as she
climaxed and I spurted strongly into her depths.
   Gradually she relaxed under me as she groaned with release.  She held me
tightly in place as I was still hard till she quietened.  "If that doesn't
do it father nothing will." She gasped.  I stiffened as I realised she knew
who I was.  I figured Lady Alice had told her as I said.  "Let us pray
child, hopping my sperm is biting into your egg at this very moment." She
giggled wriggling her bum saying.  "Thank you father."
   We pulled apart in the dark as she turned kissing me gently as I held
her in a gentle embrace as we kissed again.  "I must go." She drew away
then silently headed for the back door.
   I crawled in beside mum cuddling up as she woke saying.  "Done your good
deed for the night?" I cuddled in kissing her on the cheek going to sleep.
   The next morning I was in the office updating the report for Don.  With
a push by push description of the event under the cloak of darkness behind
the privy again last night.  Not forgetting to describe the tender kiss we
shared between us.
   I smiled to myself as Beth walked into the office.  She smiled at me
sweetly saying.  "You looked pleased with yourself this morning." I grinned
at her nodding.  "Things going well then?" I nodded.  We settled down to
discuss the finances of the church as a large amount had been injected into
the churches account.  It could have only come from head office.  I'm sure
we would find out shortly what it was fore.
   We were aiming to visit one parishioner a day now, after my meeting with
Don.  I certainly found it easier on myself and I'm shore Beth felt the
same as she seemed happier.
   The community seem to settle down after Beltane.  I also had the feeling
I was accepted in a way I hadn't felt before.  I couldn't help but smile, a
lot.
   The next night I was waiting out the back behind the privy like
clockwork.  I watched the shadow leave the back door silently then the
privy door banged in the night then she was in my arms kissing me like true
lovers kiss.
   Despite myself with the dangers involved I was enjoying this clandestine
meeting as I felt her hand look for my erection in my fly guiding it into
her exposed crutch.  As before she was wet and slippery.  She groaned with
pleasure as I felt myself sliding into her body as I moved back and forward
a number of times to get it deep inside.
   To tell you the truth she was really enjoying herself now she was
stretched for my size.  Her enthusiasm was now complete as she knew who I
was trying her utmost now she realised she could take me completely.  She
quickly learnt to rub her clitoris after I showed her how to climax with
me.
   I smiled as I retraced my footsteps back home after we had climaxed
twice tonight almost together.  She had told me she wanted four children as
we lay there as I dribbled the rest of my sperm into her body.  We both
giggled quietly as she promised to bring the children to church so I may
observe my extended family.
   No she didn't fall pregnant the first month.  I spent another week of
nights a month later outside the back of that privy banging her bent over
crutch till the good news arrived with the loss of her periods.  We were
pregnant.  She told her husband that going to church to prey a child had
worked a miracle for her she claimed.  She would now regularly attend
church every Sunday without fail.
   True to his word Don organised a daytime meeting a couple of weeks after
Beltain.  I told the women I intended to take David with me as he had never
been to the city let alone on a train.  Chris of course wanted to go
organising a day off work beforehand.
   I had arranged this with the boys beforehand, having played their parts
beautifully.  I didn't tell them what we would be doing as I smiled to
myself.  I would have plenty of condoms on hand as we had got in a great
carton of the dam thing before Beltain.  With the aids scare these days a
dispenser was installed in the outside church privy for free.  With our
communities history of 'free love' the dispenser was well used when word
got around.  The church had put funds aside for the purchase of condoms
direct from the manufacturer.
   The boys were excited at having an outing to the city.  We had found a
dress suite for David at the Opp Shop which looked quite smart on him with
black dress shoes with a flat cap.
   The three of us set off taking the car to the station.  The boys were
excited at there surroundings as Chris had been to the city before having
distant relatives he had visited many years ago.
   We had a different address to go to as Don arranged this meeting at his
other residence.  His secretary Jamie had written a note including the
address of Don's 'private' residence where we were to go for this
clandestine meeting with nothing in our diaries.  The letter was to be
destroyed so there was no evidence.
   We had to catch a bus from our station.  This was no problems as we
followed directions walking down a street lined with triple storied
buildings.  It was an eye opener as it was an obvious up market suburb with
expensive cars parked outside.
   The door was opened immediately by Jamie ushering us into a hallway.  He
smiled warmly as he shook my hand then the boys in a gesture of welcome as
I introduced Chris then David.  I think Jamie was impressed with the boys
as he looked them up and down more than once as he shook their hands
warmly.
   He looked at me smiling saying.  "Don won't be long, He's picking up the
other party." He winked.  I nodded understanding.  Jamie showed us into the
back of the house out into a brick building in the garden beside the double
garage on the back wall.
   It was very nice inside, finding a small inbuilt pool.  It was warm
inside the building as Jamie indicated we should disrobe then enjoy the
heated water till Don returned.  The boys were beside themselves as Jamie
showed them where things were.  He indicated there was no swimming attire
to be warn but there were bath robes for modesty while out of the water if
required.  He turned on something which immediately started a pump with
jets of water working in one corner of the pool.
   David and Chris were wide eyed as Jamie laid out towels and robes for us
as I noticed there were two extra.  Then he left us to organise something
inside as he invited us to remove our clothes and enjoy the water.
   David was beside himself as Chris was wide eyed as I began to shed my
clothes.  David followed as he was grinning like a little boy.  I laughed
as I explained we were among friends here.  We were to enjoy ourselves
while we were here.
   I dipped my toe into the water as I climbed down the ladder.  "It's
beautiful and warm, come on in." As I stepped down letting the warm water
engulf my body.  "Come on David it's beautiful in." As I floated back away
from the ladder.
   He looked at me again as he descended the ladder entering the water. 
This was beyond anything David had seen or imagined as Chris followed him
in.  David was like a little kid with a new toy at Christmas.  He was
jumping around plashing and shouting like a two year old.
   Chris began swimming laps.  Short ones as the pool was about fifty feet
long by twenty wide.  David did not know how to swim as I was showing him
the fundamentals.  Jamie came in wearing a robe and slippers carrying a
tray with glasses putting it down smiling seeing we were enjoying the water
announcing.  "His eminence will be ten minutes or so." He smileds as he
removed his robe revealing he was nude beneath, then climbed down the
ladder dropping into the water ducking under getting completely wet,
surfacing close to me where we leaned up against the jets letting the water
pressure massage our bodies.
   This was most unexpected.  A taste of how the other half lived.  Jamie
was rubbing my arm up and down as he talked to me about how my church was
doing.  He then held my wrist saying.  "You realise why you are here
today?" I looked at him nodding not so sure now asking.  "Were meeting
Ruth?" He nodded smiling saying.  "Andrew we are going to have an orgy. 
Including myself and the boys."
   I blushed nodding as he added.  "There are drinks on the tray to get you
started.  I assume the boys drink?" I nodded as I knew both boys did as we
had had a nip now and again when we were celebrating something to do with
the church.
   I felt Jamie reach down sliding his fingers around my slack penis as he
smiled as it began rising, I must have looked surprised as he assured me.
"Relax Andrew your amongst friends."
   I groaned as he squeezed then to my surprise he dicked under as I felt
him let me go then I felt his warm wet mouth engulf the head of my
erection. I groaned louder.  This boy could suck a cock.  He released me
after a few seconds resurfacing.  Gasping.  "The promise of things to come
Andrew." He smiled.
   I shook my head grinning saying.  "The boys are going to love you
Jamie." He grinned back saying.  "I better go and get acquainted." He
smiled broadly moving out away from the massaging jets towards the boys who
were skylarking at the other end ducking and diving.
   I lay back in the hot water jets in the corner hanging onto the
horizontal side bars enjoying the experience with my eyes closed as the
three boys were enjoying themselves, thinking how good life was when I
heard a door bang shut.  I looked up to see a couple in the shadow of the
darker corner.  I smiled as I recognised Ruth's figure assuming the man was
his Lordship as It was a little too dark to make him out clearly.
   Jamie was climbing out of the pool at the other end crossing to the pair
as I watched him greet Ruth nude without a hint of embarrassment as he
stood before them.  I watched him bow as he led them to the towels and
drinks.  He lifted two glasses off the tray then carried it to the edge of
the pool handing me one then went to the boys handing them the thee
remaining glasses.
   He must have had a word as the boys made their way towards me as I was
smiling up at Ruth and Don as they began shedding their clothes.  There was
no pretencion with the couple as their clothes were shortly two heaps on
the concrete decking.  Ruth as usual looked magnificent bear breasted, for
a grandmother they were still firm with large nipples which were protruding
fat and hard as I remembered them.  Telling me Ruth was ready and willing.
   I was getting hard despite my strange surroundings as Ruth was making a
beeline towards me smiling, placing her drink on the deck then sat down on
the side of the pool above me lifting herself with her hands slipping into
the pool in front of me to come up grasping my erection with one hand
placing her other hand over my shoulder draping her body over mine as she
kissed me like no minister's wife should.
   I melted into her arms like old times.  I tell you it was as if we had
never been parted.  We clung to each other fore some time.
   Voices around us brought us back to reality.  Don was being introduced
to David and Chris by Jamie.  I think the two boys were so excited to be in
such surroundings I know I was as Ruth eased back letting my erection go as
Jamie introduced Chris to her as she drew him into her arms as he gasped
with surprise as she kissed him affectionately no doubt holding his
erection.
   Then it was Denis' turn as Don shook his hand then Ruth drew him into
her arms as I saw the look of surprise on David's face as I smiled as Ruth
looked at me as her eyes were wide with with what she was feeling.  I
grinned at her surprise as David was blushing as Ruth was holding him
tightly in her arms.
   Ruth of course picked David out for her first.  David was besotted with
her as she took his ridged organ in her hand guiding him in between her
legs as she reached for the Vaseline jar on the pool side greasing up the
condom she had just rolled down over his ridged erection.  I smiled as she
greased between her legs.
   I felt an arm on my shoulder as I looked around to see Jamie beside me
as he slipped his hand around my erection as I smiled at him reaching down
grasping his erection.  I looked up into his eyes as he smiled at me
whispering.  "I've been waiting for this moment since I first met you
Andrew.  Slow and gentle Andrew for our first." He turned around grasping a
rubber from the tray on the side of the pool stripping it's cover he turned
rolling it down over my erection with gentle loving fingers.  I rubbed his
shoulders as he completed his task as I felt him lube me then himself
leaning forward kissing me passionately on the lips.
   I could hear Ruth groaning with pleasure as I looked up to see her some
distance away wrapped around Denis as he drove up into her.  Don and Chris
were entwined together as I smiled seeing Chris duck below the surface as
Don arched his back with pleasure.  I smiled as Jamie had turned, backing
into my front as I felt him guide my erection to his entrance as I felt
myself slide into him up against his well lubed anus muscle as he whispered
reminding me.  "Gently Andrew."
   Well what can I say.  We all had taken the potion.  I had given the
recipe to Don in the second report as he had requested it for just such
occasions.  We all would have hard-ons till the end of the day.  Jamie and
I seemed to bond as I slowly applied pressure to his muscle as he pushed
back on my erection as I felt myself slide into him as he groaned as he
pushed back on me forcing me in deep.
   We lay there for some time as I clung to him holding him to me one
handed while I squeezed his erection with the other as he held onto one of
the chrome bars on the side.  I was fisting him slowly as I worked his
shaft and head up and down.  He was excited as I began working on him
slowly pushing in then out till I was completely inside him then I drew
right out as I felt him shudder with excitement as he groaned holding onto
my hips.
   I could hear moans and groans from the others as Ruth began moaning
loudly as David was pounding into her as her groans were quickening as
David was getting close as he pounded into her receptive body.  I could
only smile as I heard Don groaning as I could see him pounding away on
Chris' back as they had moved to the diagonal corner.
   I speeded up stroking into Jamie as I was getting close as I could feel
Jamie squeezing me as I began to pound on him as I felt him work his rear
back and forward helping me.  I went stiff as I groaned loudly as I forced
deep into Jamie as I began pulsing as I felt him clasp his hand over mine
on his erection working it up and down harder as I felt his shudder going
stiff as I felt his erection pulse strongly in my hand as he groaned.
   I realised the pool was quite as I looked around.  Ruth and David were
now behind me as Ruth was leading David up the steps as she headed for one
of the thin water proof mattresses as she lay down on it opening her legs
for David as she picked up a condom from the plate at the head near the
side wall.
   I could only hold Jamie as I felt him squeezing me with his muscle as I
stroked his still stiff shaft as he asked.  "You want to get out now
Andrew?" I squeezed him as we drew apart as I slipped out of his rear as we
both groaned.
   We all had decided it would be better out of the pool than having sex in
the water.  Jamie made sure we all had a glass in our hands as Ruth and
David went at it pashing on on the mattress.  We all followed suit as I
waited for Jamie to organise snacks and things.
   It was quite warm in the pool enclosure as there was a big heater blower
at one end of the room above the entrance door in the roof.
   Jamie and I settled down on our mattress as I realised each one was
separated by a lounge chair or table and chairs.  We soon settled as I
bared my arse for Jamie.  I added my groaning voice to the other's as I
heard Ruth scream in climax with David as I smiled as Jamie giggled as he
pushed his way into me.
   For morning tea Jamie had prepared snacks in the form of finger food. 
We tucked in as it was the signal to change partners as Don ploughed my
arse for the next hour as we sucked each other then I ploughed his.  Jamie
was telling me we were quite privileged as it was not often Don had
visitors apart from a few close associates which included Ruth.
   Ruth spent her morning with the two boys and myself as she doubled up as
she left mid afternoon to visit her grandchildren when they arrived home
from school.  I smiled as she left with a sore fanny and arse, which I had
contributed as the rest.
   Unfortunately the boys didn't get to see much of the city apart from
what they saw from the train and bus.  David was so taken with all those
people living together in to him was crowded buildings.  He could not
believe they were built so high from the ground.  We didn't have time to go
sight seeing but I promised to take them to the museum the next time we
were there.  I smiled secretly to myself as that would be in three months
time as Jamie had organised it with us with Don's blessing.
   It was back to the grindstone for me.  I had my little midweek holiday.
There were parishioners to visit who couldn't make it to services on
Sundays.  The list seem to be endless.  Yes we had cut down to four or five
a week which Beth informed me I would see them four or five times a year.
   There was another young wife who was having trouble conceiving.  The
word had come down through one of the outer circle woman seeking help. 
Although the church did not conduct confessionals I would hold unofficial
confessionals in the church office if required.  Most of course were people
in trouble with money matters.  Some were of a mental health nature where I
would urge the person to visit the doctor in the next village for
professional help.
   I had sent word back the way it came to discreetly visit the church
during the week of a morning to be consulted.  It was the next week on a
Wednesday morning as I happen to be in the church office organising myself
for the hymns for next Sunday to be practising tonight at quire practice.
   Beth came to the door announcing I had a visitor, showing in this young
village woman then withdrew as it was a private matter.  I thought to
myself here we go again as I imagined it would be something to do with
drugs being a younger woman but quite didn't fit the mould of unkempt
appearance with patched clothes.  To my surprise when she sat down as I
went through the ritual of making my visitor a cup of tea as we chatted
informally mainly about the church doings I sat down on my side of the desk
smiling at her.
   Her name was Roseanne, the wife of a farm labourer.  When I asked what
the problem was she went shy on me blushing embarrassment where I assumed
she had trouble in her marriage.  I gently probed with feeler questions
till I felt I was close to the problem.  I smiled at her reaching across
squeezing her hand as I suggested instead of telling me I would ask her a
series of questions she could nod or shake her head.
   This seemed to give her confidants to the reason of her visit, she
nodded.  I smiled at her reassuring her as I began asking if she was happy
in her marriage with her husband.  She nodded then shook her head.  Well I
had figured that or she wouldn't be here.  I went on asking a series of
questions till I asked if they had any children.
   I seen her hesitation then she shook her head.  Well it didn't take long
to get to the root of the problem from there.  With gentle probing I soon
found the problem was she had failed to conceive a child in their five year
marriage.  I then held her hands across the desk as gently as I could
asking why she had came to me.
   It took some time before she admitted that after Beltane she had heard
the queen was pregnant.  This set me back as I had not heard that story. 
She looked into my eyes almost whispering as she squeezed my hand saying.
"Father can you help me please?" I grimaced at the suggestion, I slowly
shook my head in denial, so it looks like Henrietta got her wish as I
smiled at the vision of the first time I shot my sperm into her maiden
body.
   I came back to reality as I squeezed Roseanne's hand, looking at her
with a straight face I asked as I could see the disappointment in her face.
"Can you keep your mouth shut?" I asked her keeping my straight face.  I
had made a decision I was not real happy with.  She looked puzzled as she
looked back at me as I asked again.  "Can you keep your mouth shut?"
   She looked frightened as my tone was stern the second time through.  She
began trembling as I felt her hand trying to withdraw as I held it tightly
as I asked again with a softer tone this time.  "Roseanne.  can you keep
your mouth shut?"
   I lent back a little still holding her hand on the table as I raised my
eyebrows in question.  She saw something in my face as I eased my
expression.  She nodded not sure what I meant.
   I let out a breath I had been holding saying.  "You will do things as I
say?" She suddenly realised I was going to cooperate with her possibly
granting her wish.  She began nodding her head as a smile of relief and
hope broke out over her face.  I squeezed her hand to reassure her.
   Now Roseanne I need some time to think this over.  You will come and see
me when it's convenient for you to get away I assume during the day.  We
will make it a morning as I'm busy in the afternoons.  What weekday would
suit you?"
   Roseanne seem to flounder as I offered her Monday or Tuesday then
Thursday or Friday.  "Roseanne when can you safely get away from your
husband?"
   She nodded timidly saying with a shaky voice.  "Mornings, he's at work."
She looked up into my eyes with hope registering as I nodded smiling as I
asked.  "When are your periods due Roseanne?" She looked down saying in a
quite timid voice.  "Next week." I nodded looking at her saying.  "You will
go for a checkup at the doctors tomorrow.  I will ring him today booking
you in.  You understand Roseanne?  His wife will phone you with an
appointment time." She shook her head saying in a defencive voice.  "We
don't have a phone."
   Well that mucked things up.  I shook my head as I thought.  I picked up
the phone on the desk listening.  It was free, no one was using it as it
was connected to the one in the house.  I dialled The doctor's number.  It
rang a number of times before someone picked it up as I heard a woman's
voice, his wife.  "Helen this is Andrew Holebrooke, I would like to speak
privately with Jacob when he was free please.  Jacob was with a patient at
the moment but would ring back shortly if it wasn't urgent.  I assured
Helen it was not.
   True to his word the phone rang ten minutes later as Roseanne was
settling down as I talked about other things as I asked he questions where
she grew up and went to school.  How she met her husband and married.  By
the time the phone rang I had a good grounding of her background.
   I picked up the phone before it could answer it in the house.  We had an
understanding with the girls if I was in residence being close handy I
would answer the phone as it saved time as I would be called anyway.  I
recognised the doctors voice immediately.  "Doctor." I greeted him formally
in front of Roseanne.  "I have Roseanne Gilbert with me, She has confessed
to me she is having trouble conceiving.  She would like to try again having
another checkup first."
   I think Jacob understood immediately what was going on organising an
appointment as I impressed upon him the church would pay the bill.  He
chuckled down the line as he indeed understand what was going on.  Roseanne
had an appointment the next morning with the doctor.  I had that spare
money the Bishop had injected into the church funds as he explained for
special occasions.  This was one of them.
   Roseanne had her appointment with the doctor inspecting her reproductive
organs ringing me that night to inform me of the results.  He could not
find anything wrong with Roseanne as on the previous occasion.  Jacob added
some advice for me to be careful as in sixteen to eighteen years time, my
half son could be marrying his half sister as he knew of a case where the
mother was put straight then the mother had a talk to the girl involved. 
That made me smile as I assumed the doctors sperm had been spread around in
his younger days.  Well it made sence that a brother and sister would get
on well together.
   I arranged for Roseanne to come visit the church for 'confession' in the
church office when she was in her fertile period, between ten to sixteen
days after her period.  If the weekend fell during those days then she
would refrain on those days going to church on Sundays as normal now.  Her
husband was not a church goer as a lot of the men which was not uncommon.
Strangely those men did attend Beltane and the other ancient ceremonies.  I
shook my head.
   It was nothing fancy you understand.  Roseanne would slip into the side
door of the church.  I would conveniently be there working on my sermon for
the coming Sunday.  I would take her in my arms after sweeping the papers
on the desk to the other end sitting her on the edge, easing her back as I
lifted her legs up over my shoulders as I pulled her thick pantaloons down
her legs so I had access to her reproductive organ.  Then proceed to push
my unprotected erection into her body.  I could not resist stroking her
clitoris with my thumb climaxing Roseanne a number of times till I spurted
strong and deep into her body.  I could not help but squeeze her breasts
with both hands as I lent over her kissing her as she clung to me.
   Feeling her muscles squeezing my erection as I delivered my life giving
fluid would result in me undoing her top dress buttons so the second time
through I could squeeze her naked breasts and ridged nipples.  Roseanne
would lay there on the desk while I worked on my sermon as my active sperm
tried to wiggle their way up to find her ripe egg.
   I was disappointed when after the second month Roseanne became pregnant.
I was becoming a tight fanny junkie.  I wrote my reports to Don diligently.
I smiled to myself as I wrote in great detail every groaning push and pull
plus squeeze as I imagine Don reading my report aloud as he was humped over
Jamie's back pushing into his secretary's rear as I described pushing into
Roseanne's fanny then blowing my load deep inside her as he blew his into
Jamie.
   Roseanne did came back for the third month as I made gentle love to her
on top of the desk.  I can't help but fall in love with the girls I'm
having relations with.  Yes Rosanne had definitely missed her periods as we
kept on the extra week to make doubly sure.


   To be continued.

   *
   The Vicar of St.  Union - By J.Arthur -
   ***
   Andrew a newly appointed apprentice deacon, is broken in by the priests
wife.  Then there is no stopping him as he discovers parish ladies are
eager to please, including his mum as head of his newly appointed vicarage
after his dad dies.  Not to mention a couple of parish lads, plus his
involvement with the local Druid cult.  (MF, MM, rom, con, preg, occult)
   ***
   It's Sunday morning service again.  We're into the third hymn, I stayed
in the pulpit after delivering the lesson overlooking the congregation.  I
had a strong, not real deep, baritone voice, which was reverberating
through the old sixteenth century blue stone church...  My church, having
been in residence for almost a year.
   The small choir out front, with some planted in the nave, sounding like
angels as Wilma the organist and our council treasurer, belted out the
accompaniment to 'Praise the Lord' as we led the congregation through the
hymn.
   I was pumped up this morning, there was a new member with her new baby
in her arms sitting in the pews.  A woman I remembered helping in a crisis
not long after I first arrived here.  I smiled as I looked her way to
receive a shy smile with a blush in return.  That was the second new member
in five weeks.  Life was looking up for this congregation.  Yes I was a
relatively new vicar being my first year in my second parish since I
graduated and my first appointment.  There was fifty seven worshippers
attending this morning, the numbers were slowly rising.  God it was good to
be alive.
   My mind wandered as I remembered my first parish assignment as an
'apprentice' Deacon in a well established semi rural part industrial parish
under a vicar getting on in age.  His name was Father Bob, I came to love
that man as he taught me the refinements of church and parish working life.
I spent almost ten years there learning the ropes under their guidance.
   Yes I said 'their', as the vicar's wife, Ruth had a huge responsibility
almost as great as her husband's in the parish workings.  This was an eye
opener to my novice mind to find his wife was as busy as he in the day to
day running of the church and parish.  What really amazed me was she had
raised four children along the way.  They had all left home being married
now, Ruth still finding time to visit her grandchildren frequently.
   I smiled at the thought of her...  Mrs.  McKenzie in the third pew on
the right, thought I was smiling at her, smiling back as images of Ruth
flashed through my mind.  You see, she was my very first at the tender age
of twenty two.  Till then I was convinced I was going to be a bachelor all
my life.  I put even more into my singing as the images of Ruth and I
bumping into each other as I went into the church office come vestry, when
she was coming out.
   Ruth had just brought our washed and freshly ironed robes in, ready for
the next day's services.  I had the job of putting the finishing touches to
Bob's sermon for the next day as he was out doing work in the parish.  We
had colliding in the doorway hanging onto each other after, not willing to
let the other go.  I had not deliberately set about to seduce her, well not
then anyway.  She was so willing though as she held onto me holding me
close against her body.
   I think what tipped us over the edge was she reached up lovingly stroked
my cheek.  The barriers were suddenly down.  We were kissing passionately
there in the dark office like there was no tomorrow.  To my surprise Ruth
was grinding her groin hard against mine.  I had the hardest erection I
think I had ever had as an adult to that point, I was sure she could feel
it against her crutch as she ground against me.
   Being a novice about sexual matters, Ruth was taking the lead.  I felt
her hand grasp my erection through my pants making me groan loudly with
pleasure as she worked it up and down.  I distinctly heard the office door
click as she must have pushed it shut with her foot.
   I didn't care as I felt my zip slide down as her hand worked its way
inside dragging my erection out through my shorts and pants fly.  I could
feel the cold air on my groin as she worked my shaft up and down
masturbating me.  Never had any girl handled me before apart from my mum
when she washed me in the bath when young.  I had never had a date as I
never seemed to get on with girls or go out being shy to have the nerve to
ask.
   Mum kept pushing me when I was younger, but I never jumped.  You see my
mum was my rock.  The only woman I could relate to and loved.  I would have
been perfectly happy to have spent my life with mum looking after me as I
grew up.  With her, I felt completely warm and comfortable.  My thoughts
turned back to Ruth.
   I don't know how but we worked our way back round to the front of the
desk where I more or less was sitting on the edge as we kissed and fondled
as I now had her breast in my hands squeezing them feeling the hard nipples
poking through the fabric of her blouse and bra.
   Before I realised she was kneeling down as my hands slipped off those
two wonderful Mamore's as she went lower.  I gasped looking down to see
Ruth sliding her mouth down over my erection to her hand as I felt that
hollow wet warm feeling for the very first time in my life.
   Ruth was standing up again still with my erection in her mouth as she
was bending down over my groin as I looked on amazed as she stood up higher
as she took her hand off my erection placing her hands either side on my
hips grasping my belt tightly as she slid her head down on me as far as it
would go.
   I felt the sudden tightness as she balked as it went deeper.  I lost it.
I suppose you could call it an explosion but in truth it was a violent
stream that seemed to last for ages as my organ squirted a long stream of
fluid down her throat.
   Ruth was choking and spluttering as my body streamed into hers a second
time.  She held me down tightly as I began to get weaker at the knees as I
finished.  Only then did Ruth lift off.  There were tears in her eyes as
she coughed and coughed to clear her throat.  I could see my sperm
dribbling out her nostrils like a child with a runny nose as she grabbed a
hand towel from the clothes pile she had brought down to the office.
   I held her steady as she buried her head into the towel blowing her nose
hard.  When she surfaced I guided her around against the desk propping her
against it in my place as she calmed looking at me.  I smiled again as I
remember what she said.  "Jesus Andrew you almost choked me to death with
that monster and hell did you give me a load and a half."
   I looked flabbergasted as I steadied her.  I had never experienced a
women before.  This was well beyond my understanding as she blew her nose
again as she continued to cough her throat and lungs clear of my sperm. 
Slowly she recovered as the coughing became less as she regained her
composure.
   She looked at me smiling when she could talk apologising.  "Sorry Andrew
I'll do better next time." I couldn't believe my ears as she looked down at
my still open fly.  She became concerned as I followed her gaze.  There was
white cum stains all over the front of my trousers where she threw up
through her nose.
   "Take them off Andrew, they need sponging." She reached out unbuckling
my belt as I felt my pants slide down my legs then realised as I looked
down she had taken my shorts with them as I felt the cold air of the office
around my groin.  I stepped out of my clothing as Ruth crossed to the basin
damping a corner of the towel sponging my pants front.
   Leaving them hanging over the chair back she came back to me reaching up
around my neck drawing me to her kissing me tenderly.  I was still in shock
as I felt her hand slip from my neck then felt her hold my semi-erection
again.  I groaned as this time I slipped my arms around her shoulders
holding her tightly to me.  It had been a fantasy of mine since I arrived
in the parish to have sex with Ruth.  I know she belonged to Bob, I was
feeling as guilty as hell but for a middle aged woman her body was still
fantastic taking me to a world I had never before ventured.
   She drew away saying.  "Come on Andrew darling, Were not finished yet."
I felt her tug on my erection with her hand as she backed to the desk
pushing aside the clothes turning around she slid her bum up on the surface
lifting her skirt one handed to her waist where I was amazed to see she was
wearing no underwear as she lay back onto the desk opening her legs wide
drawing me in aiming the head of my erection at her wet and swollen vaginal
lips.
   I positioned myself in between her legs as I watched her hand wrapped
around my shaft aligning my head with the opening of her dripping labia
lips sliding it up and down to get the head slippery.  "Push Andrew
darling, push." I pushed.  I had dreamed of such an event in my life one
day and here it was, yes I didn't care if she was someone else's wife, I
pushed.  Fuck, I felt myself slide half way into her body.
   Ruth grunted loudly as I was not sure in pain or pleasure till she
gasped loudly almost yelling.  "Fuck Andrew ram that fucker into me and
fuck the shit out of me." I was shocked as I had never heard Ruth swear in
the short time I had been with them.
   I did as I was told grabbing her hips as I braced myself pushing hard as
Ruth grunted with my effort.  "Fuck Andrew, drive it into me as hard as you
can." I did as I felt it go home as I was hard against her crutch.  Fuck it
felt just magic.  In my wildest dreams I could not have imagine the
feelings of a woman's hot wet vagina clamped completely around my erection.
   "Now pull it out slowly Andrew." She demanded.  I was not sure if I had
hurt her so I pulled out slowly.  It seemed to go on forever as I slowly
came out.  "Stop." She demanded, I did.  It still felt good with my head
still inside her wet warm tight vagina.  God this was unbelievable.  "Now
don't come out any further than that, understand?" I nodded my head as she
smiled saying.  "Now fuck the shit out of me with that fucken great sausage
you horny young ram."
   Well what could I do.  Yes I had seen porn videos...  One of our
assignments while studying for the priest hood was a study of the subject
of porn as we would come across it in God's work.  I had found it
fascinating that the church had a library of disks to study from.  I seem
to remember that the disks on child porn seem to be continuously out on
loan.  It didn't worry me that much as I was content to watch mother son
subjects.  Where I began to first realise I had an attraction to older
women, especially my mother.
   "Now fuck the shit out of me Andrew, make me scream till I faint.  I
started in as I heaved right back in slapping against her thigh.  "Harder
Andrew." She demanded." I did.  Fuck I was going harder than I ever
imagined.  "Fucken harder you shit, fuck the shit out of me." She demanded.
   Fuck I was going harder as I felt her reach down lifting her legs as she
drew them up with her knees pressing against her breasts with her arms
holding them there tightly, she was fully exposed to me as I grabbed her
shoulders from the top then I really let loose.
   "Harder Andrew, fuck the shit out of me." I did as best I could as I
thrust in deep and hard.  I could feel the end of her vagina, her cervix
not that I knew what it was then as I pounded right inside.  I was getting
close as I could see she was groaning with every thrust.  I must have been
getting red in the face as she screamed.  "If you cum, keep fucking me."
   I climaxed.  Not as hard as before or as long but I drove in hard
spurting strongly as she felt myself pulsing as she was trying to squeeze
the shit out of my erection.  "Fuck me harder." She demanded.  I did.  All
the way through my climax as we became really slippery on my fluid as she
groaned and moaned to my deep hard thrusts.
   To my surprise I was getting excited again, climbing towards my next
orgasm.  Her hole was sloppy now not as tight as at the beginning.  My cock
didn't seem to care as I ripped in and out of her.  "I'm getting close."
She shuddered as she suddenly released her legs as they lifted out and
around me to clamp around my waist as I could feel her heal down the crack
of my arse as I pounded in and out of her as she began lifting going ridged
as I felt her clamping me stronger with her vagina.
   Fuck she was bringing me on again as I felt her stiffen further.  "Fuck
me Andrew." She screamed as she went solid, arching up as I pounded deep
and hard.  I blew into her strongly after the fourth lunge as I rammed deep
and held there as I pulsed and pulsed till I had nothing left.
   It must have been a full minute we were frozen in stone as I could feel
her vagina walls rippling my now slowly shrinking erection.  I was so
disappointed it was over as I started to pull out.  "Hold still inside me
if you want to do this again?" I held still.
   Ruth pulled me down on top of her as she wrapped her arms around me. 
"That was your first Andrew?" I could do nothing but nod.  "Thank you
darling, that was one of the best I ever had." She giggled adding.  "You
cum like a dam fire hose.  Pity it can't do any good, but thank you
darling." I grinned with pleasure at the compliment.
   I took the opportunity to lift my left hand squeezing her right breast.
She cooed approval as I squeezed harder.  "Here let me." She slid her hands
in under my chest as I lifted as she undone her blouse then unclipped her
bra.  Suddenly she came loose and there they were loose and free for me to
play with.  "There Andrew knock yourself out." I did.  I lifted my hands to
grasp her 36 D cups one in each hand.  God I was in heaven as I felt my
penis swelling.
   "That's my boy." Ruth crooned as I felt her vagina walls grip me harder
as her nipples were as stiff as erasers.  Dam she was fantastic as I sucked
one nipple rolling my tongue around it.  I had watched plenty of videos
remember.  "Fuck Andrew your getting hard again." I was too.  I could feel
it pushing slowly back into her love tunnel as it expanded.  It was just
the best feeling I ever had.
   I sucked harder as she cooed with excitement.  She was stroking my hair
with a tenderness which surprised me.  "Oh Andrew darling, I'm going to
teach you everything." She groaned as I nipped her nipple till she groaned
in pain.  "Fuck where did you learn to do that?" I looked up grinning. 
"Porn." It was her turn to laugh saying.  "Let me guess, the video library
when you were studding for the priesthood?" I nodded.  She laughed again.
"You boys never change."
   I was getting tight inside her again with her clenching her vagina
around my erection.  "Now gentle this time Andrew.  Slow and gentle." I
began moving slowly till I was lubricated properly as I pushed deeper. 
Then I slowly pulled out as Ruth groaned with tenderness.  She was tender I
realised as I slowly pushed back in as she groaned.  I was pulling out
again as she gasped with pain.  Tell me when you're getting close Andrew."
   I nipped her left nipple in reply, I had worked out that turned her on.
"Andrew, slide your hand down between us and rub my clitoris to get me
excited.  And you better learn good." As I felt her hand take mine
directing it to her stiff little organ.
   She jumped as I began stroking it gently.  "A little harder Andrew. 
That's the boy, just up the sides not on top." Her body shuddered as I felt
her vagina clamp me tighter.  Dam she might be twice my age but she was
certainly something special.
   I was pushing in and out faster now.  Man I was in heaven again, as I
felt her body stiffening under me.  "You getting close Andrew?" I shook my
head as I felt her hand slow mine down.  "Try and gauge my excitement. 
Match yours to mine so we can come together." I really didn't understand
what she meant.
   I could feel myself getting excited getting closer as I felt Ruth work
my fingers a little harder.  I felt her body react as she arched her back.
She was clamping me hard now as I stroked in deep then right out then back
in.  This was heaven or as close as I figured I could get.
   Ruth stopped my fingers rubbing her clitoris as I guessed she was real
close.  I pounded in and out faster as I felt my excitement building.  I
gasped out.  "I'm getting close." She worked my fingers hard on her
clitoris.  "Bite my nipples." She gasped as I did her bidding.
   Too late I was cresting as I felt my erection spurt a weaker pulse into
her then another and another.  Her body was slowly reacting to my
manipulations.  I had stopped spurting, and shrinking when I felt her cum.
   I realised then as my penis was shrinking that this was not easy as I
popped out.  We cleaned up at the wash basin.  Well Ruth cleaned us up as
she explained some things to me.  While I was with them she would teach me
everything about sex.
   If ever Bob was away we would get together.  She would not wear panties
most times.  I was to take her in my arms and fondle her then when excited
make love where ever we were.  On the floor or on a chair or sofa.  Even in
the church when the doors were locked like now.  She preferred the basement
in the house.  The laundry was down there.  I smiled at the thought of many
times bending her over that washing machine, pushing into her from behind.
   My worry was of Bob.  I voiced my concerns as Ruth placed a hand on my
arm explaining.  "Look Andrew.  Bob reached his menopause very early in his
life.  We now have sex only one way.  I give him blow jobs.  He can still
climax but he can't get hard.  You will learn in time there are one or two
women from the congregation who look after him as well.  Bob understands I
find my sexual gratification with the resident Deacon which Andrew is you.
Now we never talk about it or tell about it, you understand.  Things go a
lot smoother that way when everyone is happy, especially me."
   I nodded understanding.  I had heard rumours of priests having elicit
love affairs with their widowed parishioners...  Yes married ones as well.
This was the image I masturbated to at times.  Why the hell get married
when the church was supplied with women that craved love and affection.
   From the first day I was here I observed one of the helpers touch and
squeeze father Bob's hand.  I smiled at the affection of the woman.  I had
noticed her eyeing me off now when I was in her presence.  We had never
been alone so far, I had seen her talking to Ruth as they both watched me
working.
   I was becoming aware of the tight knit group of volunteers who spent
their free time working for the church.  I was also aware father Bob would
stroke their arm when talking to them or hold their hand.  If he thought I
couldn't see, he would stroke their faces or hair.  It was certainly an eye
opener for a novice.
   It was Ruth again.  "Learn well Andrew.  There is so much to learn.  I
smiled nodding as I looked at her with adoring eyes.  She smiled reaching
out squeezing my hand saying.  "You will do all right Andrew just be
yourself and keep me happy." It was the tone in her voice which made me
realise she was very serious.
   We went back to our duties.  I was changing the list of hymns on the
notice board out front when Father Bob drove into the driveway of the
vicarage.  He came out to me looking me in the eye saying.  "You look
pleased with yourself." I smiled nodding answering.  "I'm happy to be here
with you Bob." He laughed patting me on the arm saying.  "Learn well Andrew
learn well." He was beaming then a frown crossed his brow.  "The next
abused woman we are called to deal with I will take you along.  They can be
so grateful at times."
   He laughed as he strode off towards the rectory.  It was almost time for
lunch as I finished up with the notice board closing the glass front as I
admired my handy work.  I could hear Ruth calling from the front door as I
headed in.
   After lunch the women were due to clean the church.  This afternoon we
were going to move the pews in the nave to clean the carpet beneath.  We
had a council meeting in the office Monday evening where it was decided to
spring clean the church going through the interior from top to bottom.
   I don't know about Ruth but I was totally stuffed that afternoon. 
Father Bob and I lifted the heavy pews aside one after the other while the
women cleaned and vacuumed in between and under.
   Mrs.  Wilson, the one who had taken a fancy to me, wangled it so she was
working on my end.  I had to smile as she kept backing into me bent over
near double, pressing her butt into my groin.  Silly me I was trying to
keep out of her way for half the pews as I held the pew back at an angle so
the women could clean underneath as they were indeed heavy.
   With the second half of the pews I woke up to myself.  By then we were
on our own as the other workers were up in the alter and chancel now
leaving us to finish off the last row.  I looked round to see if we were
being watched as her raised butt, came nearer to my groin.  I let her
settle it where she wanted as she rubbed it up and down blatantly.
   If I hadn't been with Ruth this morning I would be sporting a huge hard
on, I couldn't raise but a bump.  She must have been disappointed as she
tried harder.  In the end I held her rear in place as I slowly swivelled my
growing erection into her rear groin.  She laughed, well it was more like a
cackle as she looked around saying.  "Fancy a bit of that master Andrew?" I
smiled as I held her hips firmly against my groin.
   I reached down lifting her dress up over her bum, exposing her panties
as I boldly ran my hand up between her legs, finding her wet as I rubbed
her pantie covered crutch.  I heard her groan with pleasure deciding to go
further as I looked nervously around to see if we were being observed.
   The coast was clear as the others were all working.  I slipped my finger
under the loose leg of her panties feeling her wet labia lips cushioned by
her wiry pubic hair.  Two strokes before I had my finger two knuckles deep
into her vagina.  She groaned with satisfaction as she wiggled her hips
pressing back on me harder.
   I was astounded she was reacting to my fingers.  Amazed she could even
get wet at her age as I went for her clitoris with my thumb as I twisted my
fingers in her vagina.  She jumped, no, more a shudder as I rubbed.  I
looked around again as I heard raised voices.  Two of the women were
walking towards us from the alter.
   I slipped my fingers from her body pulling her dress down over her legs
as she lent under the pew base brushing the dust with a banister broom as
the women arrived chatting away as I had my back to them.  They were going
to make afternoon tea and would we join them in the office.
   I could see some of the others making their way to the office to boil
the kettle.  They loved to chatter and gossip these women.  Mrs.  Wilson
shook her head saying.  We'll finish off here first as we're nearly done
then have a cuppa with them."
   They went off happily chatting away as I could see the rest from the
alter had followed with Father Bob.  We were alone as I looked down at
Marjory surprised she was looking over the top of the pew seeing the back
of the last woman disappear in the short hallway to the office.  We could
hear the voices reverberate around the church then fade and stop as they
went into the office with the door closing behind them.
   Margery looked up at me grinning slyly saying.  "Kneel down Andrew." It
was an order as I knelt down on the cushion we had for the women's knees
when they were cleaning.  Before I realised she had my fly undone with here
bony fingers pushing into my underwear grasping my erect penis as it was as
solid as a rock.  Boy was I amazed as I felt her bony fingers curl around
my shaft pulling it out.
   I heard her intake of breath when she saw it then without ceremony she
slipped my ridged head into her mouth and began sucking on me.  This was
incredible as I felt her mouth around my penis.  God I was amazed as this
nearly seventy year old worked on my ridged erection.
   I felt her head lift of as she said urgently.  "Keep a watch Andrew."
Then went back to work sucking on my erection.  I realised I had my eyes
shut at the most pleasurable experience she was giving me.  I looked
towards the office as my feelings were running riot.
   I suddenly realised I had not felt teeth looking down to see her cheeks
drawn in tight as I felt myself cumming fast.  I could not help myself.  I
grabbed her head with both hands as I began thrusting.  Fuck I was cumming
so fast then I shuddered exploding into her holding her head firmly on my
spurting erection.  Only once did I hear her balk which was about the
second or third spurt.
   I began relaxing as I felt her swallowing then suck again.  Fuck I had
hit the jackpot here.  I had been here almost two months.  I realised I had
my eyes closed again then opened them to check, there was no one in sight,
all were in the office.
   Margery was sucking the fluids from me swallowing then looked up
grinning.  "There master Andrew we've got a lot more of that for you while
you're here." I didn't really hear what she said till a bit later as I was
concentrating on her wet lips as I still had hold of her head as I reached
down as she looked up kissing her on the lips gently saying.  Thank you
Margery that was tremendous."
   She literally beamed as she began putting my quickly slackening penis
away in my fly then zipped me up as she got to her feet with my help.  I
looked around as I got to my feet then leaned in again kissing Margery on
the lips again as I took her arm as she wasn't too steady on her feet,
leading her down the centre aisle of the nave turning towards the office.
   I ushered Margery to a chair as I announced to the others that Margery
was feeling a little dizzy as I went for the teapot pouring her a cup
before I looked after myself.  Ruth was looking at me suspiciously as I
fussed over Margery.  Then she began a conversation with her as they were
sitting next to each other.
   I sat in the seat opposite Father Bob.  He was surrounded by women all
trying to get a word in.  I grinned at him then caught him giving Ruth a
quick glance as I looked back at Margery who's eyes were on Ruth.  She was
carrying on as nothing had happened.
   I mentally smiled knowing my cum was in both those women's bellies right
now.  To my novice mind I really thought I was in heaven.  It gave me a
strange but pleasing feeling of power.
   One of the other women Sherrill, came across and sat beside me striking
up a conversation.  I hadn't spoken much with her as she asked about my
immediate family, if they lived close by.  Unfortunately my immediate
family consisted of my mother and father.  My father was extremely ill in
hospital being treated for cancer.  I had been going to the hospital an
hour's drive away to visit him and my mother on Mondays.  Father Bob was
kind enough to loan me his car for the day, catching public transport if he
needed to go anywhere himself.
   I had not made the situation with my father public, thinking it a good
time to do so as I was feeling comfortable with the church 'family' now. 
She was shocked upon informing her of the facts about my father.  I could
see the pain in her eyes as her outburst of "Oh you poor boy", attracted
the attention of the others in the office.
   Ruth and Bob knew of my father's plight with Bob praying for him night
and morning since hearing the news.  This started a discussion with input
from all sides as Bob tried to steer the subject back to sympathy for me
and my parents.  As it was I believe, Bob's prayers helped my father, as he
was making a good recovery.
   Dad had lasted nine years before the cancer returned again in a much
more aggressive form.  In fact my mother and I buried my father in the
middle of my transfer from the city to my new country parish.  That was
both a very happy and sad time for me.
   I had taken a fortnight's leave...  Actually the Bishop, over the phone,
had offered me a month but I didn't want some temporary priest taking over
my newly assigned church with my first and I must admit surprise
appointment.
   It was the most bitter sweet fortnight I had ever spent in my life. 
Before I left Bob and Ruth's we packed up my belongings into a wooden
crate. I was amazed at what I had accumulated.  Which would be freighted to
my new vicarage while I rushed to my father's side to be with him and
mother, in his last days with us.
   It was a teary farewell that evening when we stood on the station
platform as Ruth hugged and kissed me like no minister wife should.  Then I
hugged Bob my mentor with more tears as we shook hands strongly.  I had
made lifelong friends here.  We would be in constant touch with each other,
I was sure.
   I arrived at the hospital that night with my two travel bags as I pushed
them under the bed out of the way.  I could see immediately my father was
deathly ill from the last time I saw him, he was going down hill fast.  He
had tubes in his arm with an oxygen tube under his nose, his skin was
almost transparent and he looked nothing like I remember last week.
   Mother was sitting beside the bed on a chair holding his hand in hers.
Her eyes were red with her sockets deeply sunken being dark.  I burst into
tears seeing his condition, I went round to hug my mother as she stood up
holding me in her arms for a long time.  My mother had no more tears to
shed.  I could feel her body against mine relaxing as we held each other
tightly.
   We were finally disturbed by a noise from the bed.  We looked round to
see my father awake.  We went to his side, I on the other to hold his hand
as I smiled through my tears leaning over kissing his cheek.
   My Dad was my hero.  We had been inseparable when I was growing up.  The
three of us went everywhere together.  No boy had as happy an upbringing as
I.  I have no idea what sent me down the career path of the clergy.  I had
a normal upbringing with Sunday school first then church every Sunday
after. My parents weren't church mad and didn't force me to go as many my
age were.  I don't know, it just seemed the natural way to go when I got to
think about careers in my early teens.
   My father got my attention with his week croaky voice.  "Look after her
for me Andrew, you're the man of the house." Well it wasn't as simple as
that.  He had to say it three times before I understood.  I made him a vow
there and then.  "Dad...  I promise I will look after Mum.  I will take her
with me to my new parish, she will be in charge of the Vicarage, I promise
Dad." He smiled as I felt him squeeze my hand weekly, then I felt him relax
as he closed his eyes going to sleep.
   I looked across at mum, she was smiling.  That made me real happy.  I
smiled back holding out my hand saying.  "Come on Mum, we'll get something
to eat while Dads asleep." She was reluctant as I stood up going round the
bed to her taking her arm easing her to her feet, I guided her out into the
corridor.
   I could see mum had not eaten for some time as we went down in the lift
as I held her hand.  I was a little surprised how bony it was.  Yes mum was
getting older but starving herself was taking its toll too.  The hospital
had a fast food outlet embedded where I steered her to a table.  I ordered
large helpings of chicken to get food into her.  She picked at her food so
I deliberately slowed down so she would pick at it longer.
   We stayed with dad till late when the nurse gave him his sedative in his
drip so he would sleep through the night.  I drove mum home.  How she was
driving their car to the hospital amazed me.  We arrived home where I put
mum straight to bed.
   I woke in the middle of the night hearing a noise in the house. 
Thinking mum was up I got up to check on her, finding the house in
darkness. As I went towards mum's room I could hear her sobbing in the
darkness.  "Oh Mum." I cried as I entered her room going round the bed in
the dark, slipping into dad's side as I slid across in the dark.  I felt my
body touch her sobbing body as I engulfed her in my arms as I drew her
spooned into my front.  Mum quietened eventually going to sleep.  We lay
like that for the remainder of the night.
   I woke to the feeling of mum stirring in my arms.  "Are you all right
Mum?" "I need to go pee." She said.  I opened my arms as she slid out of
bed.  I lay there still feeling her body heat against mine.  I don't think
I had slept so soundly for a long time.
   Mum came back into the bedroom going straight to her chair where her
wrap was hanging over the back putting it on as she slipped her feet into
her slippers.  Finally she looked up at me asking.  "What would you like
for breakfast?"
   "The usual Mum." Somehow I felt disappointed as her back disappeared
through the door as she headed for the kitchen.  I swung my legs out of bed
standing up realising I had a morning erection.  'God my mother had felt it
pressing against her.  I blushed crimson, then headed for the shower to get
rid of it.
   At breakfast mum was her usual self considering the circumstances
talking about father wondering how he spent the night.  We were off to the
hospital early.  Mum was sombre again seemingly getting worse the closer we
got.
   Father seemed to be weaker as we settled into chairs beside the bed.  He
was smiling as we took his hands as he recognised us.
   Through the day we would have a limited conversation between his naps.
He had asked about my new parish.  I had to explain I hadn't seen it yet. I
think he understood it was because of his illness.  I did tell him how the
bishop described it to me over the phone when he offered me the
appointment. It all seemed such a rush.  I explained I was told the church
was large enough to seat nearly one hundred and twenty people.  That there
was a three bedroom vicarage which the bishop explained was quite
comfortable for such an old building.
   My father smiled weakly then surprised me by saying.  "Take your mother
to see it." Well again it didn't quite happen like that but repeated it
word by word slowly between gasps of breath through the drugs and pain
before I could understand repeating it back to him as he nodded.
   When Mum was off going to the toilet I spoke to dad.  "Do you want me to
get Mum out of the way." He winked once.  I think he was too weak to nod.
"Which day, tomorrow?" He winked twice.  "No?...  The day after?" One wink.
I just looked at him as he went back to sleep.  The effort had been great.
I sat on the chair hunched over him praying for him as I felt my mother's
hand stroke my shoulder as she came back.
   That evening I made mum eat dad's dinner as I made her eat his sandwich
at lunch time.  I had slipped down stairs for fast food for myself.  Mum
was usually a stickler for eating healthy but this had so devastated her
she was not thinking straight.
   On the way home we had an argument about us going off into the country
to visit my new parish.  She refused to leave father even after I explained
he wanted her to see her new home so we could tell him all about it when we
got back the day after.
   That night I heard mother crying almost as soon as we went to bed.  I
slid into my father's side of the bed.  When mother felt my hand on her arm
she spooned back into my comforting arms.  It took her some time to settle
then go to sleep as I cried silently praying for my father and mother.
   I woke with a start.  Christ what the hell was going on.  I realised I
was climaxing hard.  Jesus Christ I had just had a wet dream.  Something
was holding my erection firmly.  My mother was still spooned into me.  What
the hell had I done?
   "Oh god mother, I'm sorry." I could feel her doing something with her
nightie at the front.  I let her go as she worked her way out of my arms
sitting up on the side of the bed then stood up as I could see her panties
as her nightie had ridden up.  She was holding the front bottom half in a
ball as I realised she had scrunched her nightie where my sperm had
saturated it.
   "God mother I'm so sorry." I tried to work out what happened as I
watched her.  I saw her eyes flick to me in the bed then I realised she
could see me almost naked realising my wilting erection was exposed as I
had pulled the bedclothes back to let her out.  Her eyes had widened as she
looked at my groin.
   To my surprise mother lifted her nightie up over her head still holding
the offending area in her hand as I realised she only had panties on.  Her
breasts were exposed to me as she calmly reached for her robe carrying it
and the nightie off to the bathroom.
   I lay back in my mother and father's bed wondering what had just
happened.  I lay there listening to the shower water running as I went over
it, over and over.  How the hell did my erection get right through between
her legs right up against her crutch?  Did she open her legs letting it in
between as she lay on her side in my arms.
   I was perplexed as I heard her call down the hall from the bathroom.  I
climbed out of bed heading for the bathroom.  She was still there as I
entered with her dressing gown on.  I began apologising again for my
indiscretion.  She looked at me seriously saying.  "We will not mention
it." I looked at her bewildered.  Her face betrayed no emotion so I
believed she was not happy with me at all.
   We could see dad was not well when we arrived.  We held our bedside
vigil as I prayed silently for him.  He picked up some in the afternoon
urging mum to go with me tomorrow to see our new home.  We were surprised
he seemed stronger.  He told mum to go with me to see her new home.  Well
he got his message across to her making her agree.
   When mum went to the toilet I asked dad if he thought he could last till
we got back from our trip.  His answer was two blinks.  I gripped his hand
tighter as I cried.  Mum seeing me wiping my eyes was suddenly wary.  God I
remember that look even today.  She knew there was something going on but
not what.
   That night we were saying goodnight, I went round to mum's side without
the drip in his arm leaning down I kissed him on the forehead then gently
hugged him whispering goodbye.  I rose with tears in my eyes as mum gave
him a cuddle kissing him goodnight as I stood at the bottom of the bed.  I
took mum's arm leading her out into the corridor to the lift.
   That night I held mum's hand all the way home as I drove.  When we went
inside she looked tired as I guided her into her bedroom.  I helped her out
of her coat then as she kicked her shoes off I unzipped her dress then
helped her out of it.  To my surprise she undone her bra in front of me
slipping it off her arms.  Then without warning she slipped her fingers in
the elastic sliding her panties down her legs stepping out of them.
   She looked at me standing there staring saying.  "Come on Andrew you
need looking after, take your clothes off and cuddle me." She pulled the
bedclothes back slipping into her side of the bed.  Suddenly I was in a
hurry as I shed my clothes.  I was down to my shorts when I looked at her
seeing her nod I stripped them off climbing in beside her as she switched
the light off.
   God I was so dam excited.  I slid in behind her as I felt her lift her
head for my arm as I slipped it under feeling her rest her head on my
muscle as she guided my left hand across to her right breast.  Then she
guided my right hand onto her left breast.  I had my arms crossed over her
chest holding her to me feeling her nude body against mine for the first
time.  Dam I was hard as iron.
   I groaned as I felt her hand slide down between us to my groin.  "Oh
Andrew." She gasped as I felt her fingers surround my shaft.  "Oh Mum." I
groaned as I felt her slide it in between her slightly open legs.  She
moved back into me as I felt my erection slide through to her front as she
moved her hand to her front cupping my head against her clitoris.  "Get me
slippery Andrew."
   Sure I was going to get her slippery.  I had almost ten years experience
with similar aged women under my belt.  I moved slowly as I felt her stiff
clitoris pressing against my sliding head as she held it in tight so my
fluids lubricated in between us.  I made little short stroking pushes as we
got slippery.
   God I squeezed her breasts, as I was sliding right back slowly then
pushing right forward to feel her fingers press my head hard against her
vulva.  We were really slippery when she changed position with her lower
body as she cupped her palm over her clitoris so her fingers were down
between her legs to guide my erection up into her body.
   I felt her fingers guide my head as I eased forward.  Her body was
opening as I eased forward again.  She groaned as I pushed.  "Andrew take
it easy you're so big." I began short little slow pushes at her entrance as
she bent a little further forward, having to let her breast go.
   "Oh Mum." I groaned as I felt my head was slowly going in.  I slid my
right hand down onto her clitoris as she shuddered violently.  "God Andrew
your big.  I haven't had anything that big in me since after you were
born." I was surprised then I felt her swivel her hips trying to get my
head in.  Mum groaned again as I felt her move down on me.
   "Dam Andrew get me excited for god's sake." I was shocked at her
language.  I was used to good Christian women swearing their heads off as I
pushed my erection into their bodies.  "Mum you fell wonderful." I felt her
shudder as I expertly manipulated her clitoris as she shuddered again.
   My head was almost in now, as I felt her vagina slowly stretching around
me.  "Oh Andrew." Mum groaned.  "Your what I dreamed about." Fuck I
thought, she was tight for a woman who has had a baby.  The thought flashed
through my mind that if I hadn't almost ten years of sexual experience I
would have blown my load by now as I smiled.
   Mum began shuddering on me as I realised she was climaxing as the
pressure got tighter around my erection.  Christ almighty she was taking me
with her as I strained holding her body against me tightly as I stretched
out arching my back feeling her doing the same as I crowned, spurting deep
into my mother's wonderful body.  I knew in the back of my mind what we
were doing was wrong but my erection was having no such thoughts.
   Slowly we quietened together.  I had wrapped my arms around her chest
again cupping her breasts as I tried to transmit my love to her through the
points of our bodies that were contacting as I suppose she was doing the
same.
   After a minute or two she whispered.  "Your inside me Andrew.  It feels
so wonderful." I realised I was indeed inside, not fully but my head was
well inside her.  When we climaxed it must have slipped in further.  I
began to pull back finding it was stuck a little.  "No.  Leave it in, it's
not hurting now."
   I hugged her tighter as she giggled.  I slid my hand down between us
feeling how far I was in.  "I'm in nearly half way." She wiggled her bum
saying.  "Keep it moving Andrew or it will dry out." She was right.  I
slowly began to move it in her back wards then forward till I was moving a
little freely as I went deeper and deeper a fraction at a time.
   Mum was slowly working her body as I felt her come down a little as I
pushed up.  Oh fuck this was magic, the ultimate sex in my mind.  I
couldn't help it as I was still stiff as a telegraph pole, well it felt
like it, as I was going deeper and deeper till I was pressing hard up
against her bum and then some as I felt her pressing down on me in return.
   Well it didn't take long did it, before I was sliding smoothly from one
end of her vagina to the other with our slippery fluids.  I had my fingers
on her clitoris again as we worked our bodies into each other.
   Mum was bucking more this time really going for it as I pounded her
crutch with mine.  Mum was shuddering again as I rolled us over onto her
front as she lifted her bum for me to get deeper.  She was screaming as I
pounded into her deep shuddering like never before.
   I pounded deeper with uncontrolled passion as I felt her vagina squeezed
me tighter.  "Oh fuck." I cried as I jammed hard into her body exploding
inside her as deep as I could go.
   We were both breathing heavy with our climaxes.  We were both sweating
as I turned our bodies back onto our sides.  I tucked my arms back around
her chest cupping her breasts saying.  "Darling I love making love with
you." I don't know if she heard, then I went to sleep.
   It was the alarm which woke us early.  "You all right darling?" I asked
as I settle from turning the clock off.  She had rolled onto her back with
her arms open as I rolled on top as she opened her legs wide as I settled
down laying my head on her shoulder.
   My limp penis was pressing against her crutch.  There was no morning
glory this morning.  She giggled at my disappointment as we lay there till
I was too heavy.  I got up on my arms above her chest saying.  "I love
making love to you mother." She smiled then I saw a cloud pass over her
face as she was remembering my father.
   I kissed her lightly on the lips then rolled off her pulling her arm to
join me at the side of the bed.  I was on my knees beside the bed as she
slid towards me.  As she went to sit up on the side of the bed I drew her
to me opening her legs as I went in between as she sat on the bedside.
   I knelt in prayer with my elbows on her upper thighs with my hands
clamped in a fist which was my preferred prayer position.  They were
resting between my mother's breast against her lower rib cage as she
wrapped her arms around my head drawing it tightly against her chest as she
Lent her chin on the top of my head as we prayed for my father.
   An hour later we were on our way.  We had phoned the hospital.  Father
had a restful night as we headed for the country.  I purposely had not worn
my dog collar going in disguise in slacks and sports jacket.  Two hours
later we arrived in the little village.
   We parked the car on the other side of the village centre, walking
around the almost deserted streets.  We had lunch at the village park as we
had brought our own not wishing to announce ourselves.  We had purposely
not gone near the church we could see, up on the little rise standing out,
leaving it to last as we could see it across the field with the two story
matching stone vicarage on the back right side in the yard.  It was a
picture.  Built in the middle to late sixteenth century.
   I of course was so excited to see where our future lie.  I held mum's
hand tightly as we walked around the road of the village square, then up
the hill.
   It was no surprise, the church door was open wide in welcome, as we were
in the country.  We stood there on the gravel path looking up at my new
domain.  I felt my mother's hand squeeze mine.  The church was not big as I
knew, with seating for a little over a hundred.
   We entered the threshold into the Narthex.  It was everything I had
dreamed as I stepped through into the nave.  I held my arms out wide,
tuning around and round taking in my house of God.  I looked at mum with
eyes blazing with excitement.  She was smiling so proud of her son as she
watched me stride up to the crossing to the Chancel.  Laying face down on
the carpet spread eagled, offering myself.
   As I lay there in silent prayer a women entered from the South Transept
side door seeing me there on the floor offering myself, waited watching as
I slowly rose to my knees praying aloud as the women knelt to the floor
praying with me also.
   I became aware of her at my side as I puzzled whether it was mother as I
finished my prayer opening my eyes.  I looked around to see it was an older
woman with a bunch of fresh flowers in her arms, kneeling with me praying
with me.  I rose to my feet turning to her helping her up as I picked up
the flowers.
   "Your him?" She stated.  I smiled still holding her hand as she looked
me up and down.  Her eyes were shining as she seemed impressed as I smiled.
"Yes my name is Andrew Hilbrock." I shook her hand still holding it.  "I'm
Beth, Bethany Andrews, I do the flowers for the church, I'm also the
secretary.  Welcome to your parish Father Andrew, we are so glad you are
here." She bent down lifting my hand with hers to her lips, kissing the
back of my hand.  She looked up into my eyes then kissed it again, as if it
was another part of my anatomy.
   I looked around to see where mother was as I blushed looking back
smiling.  Dam I was getting hard.  I felt her squeeze my hand then made her
excuses saying.  "I'll put Father Jamie's flowers in his vase then we will
have afternoon tea in the vicarage in one hour which will give you time to
look around while the other's arrive." I nodded a little stunned.  I raised
my hand for her to stop as I explained.  "This is only a flying visit as my
father is gravely ill in hospital.  We are going back this afternoon."
   Bethany looked concerned as the news cast a visible shadow across her
wrinkled but still handsome face.  She squeezed my hand then heading to the
Gospel, the left side of the church where she emptied the wilting flowers
from a vase on a pedestal, replacing them with the fresh ones.
   I knew Father Jamie was the vicar I was replacing.  He had died suddenly
of a heart attack while out walking in the woods.  I smiled at the thought
and kindness of her with the memory of Father Jamie, I really liked her. 
Bethany hurried out the side entrance I don't think she noticed mother
sitting quietly in the back pew.  I assumed she was going to organise
afternoon tea in the vicarage.
   I inspected the church then the office.  I heard voices outside as
people arrived at the vicarage then it was quite as I finished my
inspection.  Mother was sitting quietly while this was going on.  No doubt
thinking of dad.
   Inspection over I took Mum by the hand heading for the side door and the
vicarage.  We met Bethany coming towards us along the path.  She smiled as
we approached.  I introduced the two women who held hands then Bethany
hugged Mum tightly saying how sorry she was to hear about her husband. 
From that moment on those two women were the firmest of friends.
   She ushered us inside to the lounge room where four women were seated
waiting quietly.  I was surprised.  They rose as we entered as Bethany
introduced the women explaining they were my church counsel.  There was
Margery a cleaner, Sherrill the second cleaner and Leticia who was the
vicarage's resident cook/housekeeper.  Bethany explained there was one of
their numbers missing.  Wilmer Arthur's the organist and treasurer of the
council.  She could not be contacted about my visit, messages having been
left.
   The women seemed to like mum as they took her and myself in hand showing
us the vicarage.  I must admit it was very comfortable.  I was impressed as
donations and a will were made by past parishioners specifically for the
remodelling and comfort of the vicarage.  The top floor looked as if it had
been completely remodelled, the bathroom being the showcase, nothing like I
was used to using, even at home.  Mum was blown away.  My words not hers.
   As we were descending the stairs the last member came hurrying through
the door.  Bethany introduced her.  I liked Wilmer immediately as I shook
her hand warmly.  She was almost my height being on the thin side like the
others.  Well Sherrill was a little stocky but the only one.
   I could see mum was happy as the women fussed around us as Wilma and
Bethany sitting each side filled me in on the current situation of the
parish.  It was an average parish doing about average.  The attendance was
slowly declining as it was everywhere but no worse or better.
   We had a very pleasant afternoon tea.  I, I mean 'we' were extremely
happy with my appointment as I could see with mum surrounded by the women
laughing and talking.  I smiled at Bethany mouthing the words 'thank you'
She smiled back as her tongue flicked across her lips.  I blushed but also
smiled.  Christ I was stirring.
   I rose moving round behind mum's chair to hide myself as I placed my
hands on her shoulders squeezing gentle then made a thank you speech to the
women on our behalf.  This did the trick as all thoughts of sex
disappeared, well not till I got mum home.
   All pretence between us was gone now as I smiled at the thought of her
wrapped in my arms.  It was time to depart.  Bethany took me aside giving
me her number getting mum's number with the promise we would keep in touch
daily.  She was staying in the vicarage as the caretaker so I had two
numbers to contact her on.
   We had said our goodbyes, walking down the hill when I heard the organ
in the church start up with a Hymn the tune which at first I was not sure I
knew.  I hummed it in my mind as the words came back to me.  'Come, and Let
Us Sweetly Join'.  I could only grin which got wider as the tune changed to
one I recognised immediately.  'Rise Up, O Men of God'.
   I had not seen mum so happy as we drove home.  The closer we got to home
the more reality set in.  To cap it off there was a message on the
answering machine to come to the hospital as quick as possible.  Dad had
had a turn.
   He was asleep when we arrived just before eight.  He stirred eventually
smiling when he saw our faces as we held his hands.  Mum told him about our
day with a graphic description of the vicarage and church in that order as
she told him about the warm welcome we had received from the women, he
smiled at her enthusiasm.  I felt dad relax as he went back to sleep.  The
monitor on the shelf made a lie of that as it began chirping shrilly.  Not
being a stranger to death, I realised dad had slipped away quietly.
   The nurse came rushing in to switch the alarm off then check Dad's vital
signs.  Looking up then shook her head.  "He's gone." She informed us. 
"The doctor should be here shortly.  Say you're good byes now while there's
time." She suggested.
   I think it was the longest drive home that night.  Neither of us said a
word.  I held mum's hand all the way as she was silent.  There was nothing
to say.
   It was too late to ring anyone so that would be the chore for the
morning, first thing.  As if by mutual agreement we switched out the lights
going up stairs.  There was no pretence now as we stripped naked on each
side of the bed, climbing in together.  Mum cuddled into me as we lay there
in the dark in each other's arms.  I held her tightly to me turning onto my
back.  There was nothing sexual about this as I held her too me as she went
to sleep with her laying half on top of me.
   I woke to find her laying next to me with her head on my arm.  I kissed
her gently on the forehead.  She stirred opening her eyes.  "Good morning
darling." I whispered as she smiled fleetingly then tears welled up in her
eyes as the full force of my father's death overtook her.  She began
weeping so I turned her over on top of me again as she cried her heart out
in my arms.
   It was ten o'clock when we showered together then I made her breakfast.
I was on the phone by eleven.  My first call was to the undertakers.  I had
prearranged the funeral so there was nothing to organise except to give
them the go to pick up my father's body from the morgue when it was
released.
   The funeral was organised for Friday.  Father didn't have many friends
or relatives with most being close by.  I was happy to have it next week
but the funeral home had next week booked solid.  Mum agreed so it would be
this Friday.
   I began ringing people.  The first was Bethany, she was so sorry about
my dad informing me she would be on the bus to catch the mid afternoon
train to be with us representing the parish at his funeral.  Asking if
there was accommodation close.  I protested telling her we had a spare room
and she would be more than welcome to stay with us here.
   In truth it was a lie, a little white one.  My room was the only one
available.  I was not using it now sleeping with Mum.  I would sleep on the
spare mattress we kept in behind the wardrobe in mum's room on the rare
occasion we had guest sleep over on the living room floor.  Oh well, it
wouldn't be for long.
   I worked my way down the list.  Mum was lost with not having to go to
the hospital trying to do knitting while I was on the phone to relatives. I
made dinner for us as mum dozed in her chair.  It was a bit before eight
when I received a phone call from the station.  Bethany had arrived.
   She was waiting outside where I had indicated.  I loaded her case noting
she had brought a larger one.  I assumed she had packed for any
contingency. I got the largest hug from a stranger I ever had.  Dam I was
getting hard again there in the dark.  I picked up her case sliding it in
the back seat as she had gotten in the front.
   Bethany bless her heart didn't say a word.  As we drove I explained the
timing of the funeral on Friday with the latest information I had from the
funeral home.  Then I explained she would be sleeping in my old room as I
would be keeping my mother company tonight as I had forgotten to set the
spare mattress up in the lounge room.
   Her reaction was not what I expected.  She put her hand across on my arm
squeezing it saying.  "Andrew, that is what I would expect from you. 
Looking out for your mum, make shore she is looked after before thinking of
yourself." There was a pause then she added.  "Andrew you look after your
mum properly now you hear.  She is a mighty fine woman and I'm sure she
needs her son now and not a word shall pass my lips." She squeezed my arm
again then didn't take it away.
   We were quite for a while as I felt her rub my arm occasionally.  I
didn't mind, I wasn't even embarrassed.  I was grateful for her presence.
Father Bob had wanted to send one of his women up telling him my parish
women had organised someone already.  He laughed and laughed down the phone
then sending everyone's love and wishes.
   Bethany slid her hand in my arm as I carried her case through the door.
I ushered her in where she removed her coat giving it to me as I carried it
and the case upstairs to my room.  I could hear her talking to mother in
the lounge as I came down.
   "I'll get changed June, then I'll organise things.  I won't be a
moment." Bethany smiled at me as she headed upstairs.  I went to mum giving
her a kiss on the cheek as I reassured her.  "She will keep quite." As I
could see the concern in her eyes as Bethany went upstairs to find her room
as mum realised our bed wasn't made.
   Bethany came down wearing a worm house coat with slippers.  Before I
realised Bethany was in the kitchen filling the sink with dirty dishes as
the kettle boiled.  I don't know how she did it but shortly there was a cup
of tea in mum's hand and one by my chair.  "Vicar, may I ring the vicarage
to let them know I arrived safely?" I nodded as Bethany went to the phone
just inside the lounge door dialling the number getting Margery.  Their
conversation was short as she hung up turning to mum saying.  "Everyone
sends their love and best wishes for tomorrow."
   Mum smiled as Bethany stroked her arm then went out into the kitchen
where we heard dishes rattling in the sink with water running.  I went out
to help being told to to look after my mother.
   It was almost ten when Bethany finished in the kitchen.  Mum had gone to
sleep as Bethany gently shook her awake, taking mum up to bed.  I waited
for her to come down which was some time as I read one of the church
magazines.  "Your mum's asleep." She announced as she came to me as I rose
from my chair.  Bethany came straight into my arms holding me tightly as I
put my arms around her hugging her in return.
   Our heads were ear to ear as she said.  "Oh Andrew I'm so sorry for you
two.  She's taken it so hard." We stood there for some time unsure of our
next move.  It was Bethany that made it.  "Andrew You mums asleep.  Don't
wake her I'll look after you tonight." There was a nervous tremor in her
voice as she held me tighter.
   She eased back looking up at me saying.  "Please Andrew." Those pleading
eyes were too much as I drew her back into my arms.  She hugged me tighter.
Before I knew it I was locking up the house with her.  God I had a hard on
as she giggled when she saw the bulge in my pants.  "I hope that's for me?"
I nodded blushing as we climbed the stairs to my old room.
   Bethany closed the door going to her purse on the dresser fumbling
around as I switched the bedside lamp on with the main light off.  She
handed me a condom with a tube of gel.  Then she began undressing me right
down to my shorts with the bulge.
   Looking up at me she knelt down pulling the elastic out as tight as she
could then slipped them down over my erection.  I was blushing crimson as I
saw her eyes widen as she let my shorts go grabbing my erection with both
hands feeling it.
   "Christ Andrew." she sighed.  "That's just magnificent.  The girls are
going to be very happy with that." I blushed deeper then realised she had
opened her mouth as I watched her mouth slide down my shaft as I groaned.
It didn't last to my disappointment, as Beth lifted off.  She had a towel
and hand towel on the bed as she dried my erection as she ripped the foil
envelope in half handing me the rubber.
   I began rolling the rubber down over my shaft as Beth stripped off her
clothes.  I was seating the rubber when I realised she was naked.  Reaching
out she began lubing my erection with the gel then herself as we edged
towards the bed as she drew the bedclothes back off the single bed.
   Placing the hand towel on the bed where her bum would be she sat down
swivelling around so she was straight up and down the bed, then lay down
opening her legs and arms wide to receive me.
   Well I was not a novice, climbing in between her inviting legs I lay
down centring my hips as I felt her hand between us holding me guiding me
with her fingers.  I felt her hesitate for a second as she felt my head
press against her slippery labia lips sliding me up and down as I felt her
fingers open herself.  Then I pushed as I felt her legs lock over mine
opening herself wider.
   God my head went in a little with the first push, as she felt so tight.
Bethany grunted with pleasure.  God she was tight, squeezing me as I eased
back slowly then pushed in further as she forced her lower body up at me.
My head was almost in.  I was applying pressure as I felt my head slowly
side in as Beth groaned as I stretched her body open wider.
   Five more gentle slow pushes and pulls till I was fully home deep in
Bethany's body as she panted.  "God Andrew that feels bloody fantastic."
   We went to town as I felt her body stirring slowly figuring she didn't
need finger manipulation.  "Oh Bethany you're so dam tight." I gasped out
as I felt her getting tighter around me as I squeezed her now solid
nipples. I didn't know it but she was climaxing as she kissed me fiercely,
screaming into my mouth...  Now I knew it.
   I stepped up the pace as Bethany didn't seem to weaken till I couldn't
last any more.  I felt her hands sliding around my bouncing bum then her
fingers slide down my crack pushing in my anus after getting grease from my
pistoning erection.  I felt another as she pushed deeper, forcing me into
her.  I squeezed her fingers tightly with my anus muscle as I exploded deep
inside as her body was arching under me locked solid as we tried to
exchange body fluids but for the condom.
   We lay there panting for a time holding each other.  She was getting
uncomfortable with my weight so I pulled out of her seeing the great hole I
left in her body as I sat back kneeling on my knees between her legs. 
Grabbing the towel she stuffed one end into her crutch handing me the other
end as I pulled the condom off, wrapping the towel end around my wilting
erection.
   We lay together for some time in each other's arms not saying a word.  I
smiled as I realised this is how it was going to be.  Bethany kicked me out
with a squeeze of my slack penis saying.  "There will be plenty of that
later, now go cuddle your mum."
   I woke to find mum in my arms spooned back against me sound asleep. 
Bethany was hovering near the bed carrying a tray with a cup of tea for us.
Which she placed on the bedside table waking mum gently, stroking her cheek
with the back of a finger.  Mum was embarrassed realising Bethany was
there, with me in bed with her cuddled in against her back.
   I assured her when Bethany had gone that Beth had no problems with me
sleeping with my mum and not a word would pass her lips.  I grinned at mum
now we were sitting up in bed drinking our tea as I informed her as long as
I keep Bethany happy too.
   I had told mum about keeping the women parishioners happy from my last
appointment including the vicar's wife when I had arrived when she asked me
if I had a girlfriend.  We were visiting dad at the time talking when Dad
was asleep.  Mum at first was shocked as I assured her it was common but
secret practice keeping everyone concerned happy.
   Mum had been what I considered a normal housewife.  She had no or few
hang-ups I knew off.  Accepting the first gay couple that moved into the
street without batting an eyelid.  Mind you she didn't make them a stew or
anything.  I laughed when dad told me at the time.
   We showered then dressed ready for breakfast.  Bethany had prepared
breakfast as we sat down, the three of us planning our day as we ate.  The
funeral was at eleven o'clock.
   I think mum cried all the way through.  I was never so glad to get out
of there with mum.  I had resided over many funerals with and without Bob
in my time with him.  Now I had a different prospective.  I would never
again drag out the ceremony for my own ends.
   There was the mandatory afternoon tea at our house after.  Bethany was a
real gem.  God I wish she was forty years younger I would snap her up marry
her in an instant and make her pregnant.  I grinned at her as I came into
the kitchen putting down empty cups then stroked her cheek in appreciation.
   I had taken mum upstairs to lie down.  People filling the house was too
much for her.
   That night the three of us sat round the kitchen table deciding on mum's
future.  Somehow it didn't seem out of place discussing it with Bethany. 
In fact I held both their hands as we discussed keeping the house or
selling it.  The three of us agreed we would keep the house renting it so
mum would have her own independent income as the church would only
recognise her as a housekeeper with a pittance of a remuneration.  beside
the vicarage had a housekeeper already.
   I went to bed with Bethany that night with mum's blessing as she was
exhausted.  I suspected she was feeling a little guilty as well.
   Bethany bless her heart, I thought, as I lifted her nightie over her
head to see she was nude underneath.  She helped me with my clothes,
shortly we were both nude.  This time she didn't go for a condom, smiling
as she saw the look of surprise on my face saying.  "I want you bareback in
future Andrew." As she lay down on the bed with her legs open as I could
see she was wet already between her legs.  God that made me hard as I
handed her towels as she slipped one under her bum.
   I climbed on more assured with her this time.  I eased my weight gently
onto her hips first.  I grasp my erection sliding the head up and down her
slit letting it centre at her entrance nice and slippery with our fluids.
Beth groaned as I pushed in slowly till it was too dry to go any further. I
slowly pulled out then pushed in deeper repeating the strokes till I
bottomed deep in her body.
   I lay there on my elbows to keep my weight of her chest as we were
feeling each other's body's.  "You feel dam good inside me Andrew." I
pulsed the head of my erection as she giggled then I felt her squeeze me
with her muscles.  We both laughed then Bethany whispered.  "Father Jamie
was not a well endowed man but he serviced us faithfully.  I hope Andrew
you will do the same?"
   I was puzzled as I caught the 'us' asking.  "What about their husbands?"
Bethany giggled saying.  "Andrew we are all widowed." I was amazed.  "All
of you?" She giggled nodding adding.  "The inner circle any rate, the outer
is mainly couples, with a few widows and divorcees, some have partners."
   I had gone cold as I lay there listening saying.  "Inner circle and
outer circle?" I felt Bethany stiffen at my tone.  "Yes Andrew inner and
outer circles.  Were in the country, we practice the old ways at times. 
The church doesn't cover the old ways so we still practice."
   Bethany went quiet as we lay there with us joined at the hip.  I asked.
"Did father Jamie go along with this?" "Yes Andrew he played his part." She
fell silent as did I as we lay there thinking.
   For the priesthood I had studied ancient religions leaning towards
Druidism, the old Celtic religion.  Here I was right in the middle of
Celtic country.  I was only too aware of how the modern churches had tried
to destroy any trace of the beliefs and practices of the old ways it hadn't
already taken for itself.
   I could feel Bethany squeezing me gently to keep me interested saying.
"Come on Andrew we'll talk later." She encouraged.  I was wary as I began
sliding inside her again.  'Yes later' as I felt her body stir beneath me.
   "Get down lower Andrew so you are coming up into me from the bed, it
rubs my 'G' spot harder...  Oh shit, that's it, that's beautiful.  I began
working into Bethany how she liked as I had an image of her cavorting naked
around a secluded bonfire in the woods.  Hand in hand with other naked
widowed nymphs.
   I was getting harder, as I lost interest in my thoughts concentrating on
the physical.  I found I was coming quickly as I felt Bethany was almost
there.  No wonder I was getting close as I began ripping into her body. 
"Oh Andrew, yes...  yes...  yes." As she arched her body feeling her
muscles squeeze me tightly.  "Bethannnnyyyyyy." I groaned as I rammed deep
spurting strongly.
   We lay there for some time as I felt my erection slowly shrinking.  With
this woman I never ever want it to end.  When she became uncomfortable I
lifted, sliding out as she grunted.  We laughed then cleaned up.  Now
laying side by side with me on my back with Bethany beside me on her side
with her head on my arm and her hand on my slack penis she cuddled into my
side.
   "Now Andrew, you are going to be a good boy and not object at some of
the ceremonies we have from time to time.  Father Jamie was happy to let us
practice some of the old ways.  He joined in as he should have." There was
a silence then she commented.  "Besides it's more fun that way."
   I was shocked at that news as I said nothing laying there feeling her
body against mine.  I was in a quandary now.  This went against the church
teachings.  I would have to report this to the bishop in the morning.
   I went to get up but Bethany held me asking.  "Stay with me tonight
Andrew.  It will be a week or more before I see you again." I lay back
cuddling her tighter going to sleep.
   I woke to that wet warm hollow feeling.  I realised it was Bethany
sucking me.  I just had time to grasp her head forcing my erection deep
before I exploded.  God she was a trooper.  Not a complaint as I spurted
strongly into her.
   She smiled at me as she lifted her head as I watched her swallow then
lick her lips as she explained.  "I'm a bit sore this morning not being
used to your size.  We'll have to practice won't we." She grinned as I did
at her humour.
   I went into wake mum kissing her good morning.  She seemed to be a
little more with it this morning.  I reminded her I had to take Bethany to
the station.  I got dressed promising to take a shower with her when I got
back.  She grinned at me with the promise.
   Bethany went back on the midmorning train.  We kissed passionately as we
said goodbyes on the platform as I wasn't wearing my collar.  I had a tear
in my eye as I could see Bethany wiping hers through the window of the
carriage as it moved away.
   When I got back I showered with mum as promised.  She loved me washing
her body for her.  Especially between her legs as I held her against the
wall giving her a climax.  Moaning and groaning as she hung from my neck
for dear life as I sucked one of her breasts till she came strongly.  "Dam
Mum your cumming harder each time we do it.  She smiled weakly at me as I
held her up.
   After we dressed with mum in the kitchen I placed a call to my superior
the Bishop.  To my surprise Jamie his secretary put me straight through,
normally I dealt with Jamie.  "Yes Andrew, I hope the funeral went well?" I
had reported my Dad's death after it had happened as keeping the bishop
informed as he had requested.
   "Yes sir it's over and done with." "Good, good." He replied down the
line.  "Spend the time with your mum, keep her happy." "Yes sir." I
replied. "I want to talk to you about my new parish sir." "Yes Andrew, is
there a problem?" There must have been an edge to the tone in my voice as
he sounded immediately wary.
   "Well sir," I went on not as sure of myself now.  "It has come to my
attention that there is old religious ceremonies being performed that the
last vicar appeared to sanction." "Andrew stop right there please." That
was his Lordship interrupting me.  "Andrew listen carefully, say nothing
over the phone.  This is what I want you to do.  I want you to take up your
post as normal.  Get settled in, keep your eyes and ears open.  In five
weeks from now I will book an appointment for you here.  You will be
notified, OK Andrew." "Yes sir." I replied.  "Good, now keep your mouth
shut with your ear to the ground, don't talk to anyone.  I'll see you in
five weeks for your report.  Good man.  I have the Arch Bishop on the other
line, I'd better get back to him.  Good by Andrew."
   The phone clicked in my ear.  "What the hell?" I looked at the phone
still in my hand, wondering what the hell was going on.  'He already had
that information', it hit me like a brick.  'What the hell was going on
here?'
   When I had calmed down running it through my mind over and over. 
Nothing I could come up with made sense.  At stake was my new parish.  I
mean some deacons waited there whole life to get a parish.  Here I was
after a measly ten years, sitting in one of the plumpest little parishes
you could ever dream of.  I thought to myself.  'I had better tread real
careful.  There was too much at stake.'
   I settled down spending the next week with mum.  We were inseparable. 
We had gone through dad's things in the end bundling up the lot taking them
down to the charity shop.  Bethany before she left had gone through the
house with us advising what we should take and not as she was familiar with
the furniture in the vicarage.  Mum would sell what she didn't want then
ship what she did to the vicarage.
   I phoned Bethany every night before bedtime to exchange news with her.
Without a vicar in residence there was not much happening in the parish.  I
promised I would be their Monday morning mid morning.
   Bethany was sending Margery and Sherrill to help Mum with packing up
then moving.  I was going to reimburse them their fairs plus pocket money
expenses.  We would put them up and feed them.  I know they would have done
it for nothing if need be, paying their fairs to boot knowing the calibre
of these women.  Well I would have to pay them back some way wouldn't I?
   That Sunday night mum and I made gentle love.  By now our bodies were
adapting to each others.  Mum was nowhere as sensitive as Bethany, I had to
hold back for her to achieve climax.  She didn't like being pounded which
in her words left her cold.  Well let's hope one of the other girls likes
it hot and hard.  Ruth had left me with that legacy.
   We said our goodbyes at the door.  we had made love this morning so I
was a little late getting away.  I was taking the car.  We had shopped up
for two weeks worth for mum and the girls so they didn't have to go out. 
If they did they were in walking distance of the local shops.
   All the way there it was turning over in my mind what the bishop had
said and why would he interrupt a call from the Arch Bishop to talk to me.
Now that definitely didn't make sense.
   Too soon I arrived at the vicarage having drawn no conclusion.  There
was Bethany running out the door straight into my arms hardly giving me
time to get out of the car.  We hugged briefly, taking my cases we went
inside.  Out of sight behind the closed door we got into it.  I pressed her
up against the hallway wall hugging and kissing as I ground my groin
against hers.
   When we settled Bethany informed me she had organised afternoon tea with
the council ladies.  But first she took me upstairs after locking the
doors.
   Bethany groaned as I pushed my ridged erection into her expectant body.
Bethany outdid herself.  Every time we had sex it got better.  God she was
gripping me tight.  We were kissing passionately now as I squeezed her
nipples which given her age were responding.  Never mind they would get
better with use as I pushed up into her hard as she rolled her belly up
where the head of my erection rubbed her 'G' spot harder.
   Bethany was rubbing her clitoris trying to gauge our climaxes together.
I had my hands under her shoulder blades gripping her as I pushed up slowly
as she worked her stomach down over my head as it slid in.  "Oh fuck
Andrew." I was surprised As I hadn't heard her swear before.  She began
shuddering going stiff as I began ripping in and out of her squeezing
vagina.  "Fuck Andrew." she groaned as I pounded in deep then climaxing
myself.  "God Bethany, that was just magic." I panted as I lay down on her
body to love her as she deserved as she drew me tighter.
   We were showered and dressed sitting in the kitchen when Wilmer knocked
at the back door.  She had been shopping by the looks of it with shopping
bags in each hand having walked up the hill from the village.
   We had lunch while discussing the situation of the church and parish.  I
realised I had so much to learn now I was in residence.  All new names with
new faces and situations.  The parish had a diverse community right from
the incumbent lord and lady at the manor, down to the lowest destitute,
living on handouts which were manly druggies and their families of which
unfortunately there were a sprinkling of the modern day curse.
   I would be given a few days grace then required to get stuck in.  My
first appointment would be with his lord and ladyship, the local gentry.  I
understand from the girls is a bit standoffish with his family more
tolerant of the mere masses.  Well I didn't expect to be paying too many
visits there unless to represent one of his Lordships tenants in some kind
of plea bargain or such.
   Then it would be the business men and women of the village plus the
local councillor of which there was one for the village and riding.  Then
the active members of the church I hadn't met yet.  For me to meet the
local farmers and their wives there would be a garden luncheon after my
first service on the coming Sunday held on the back lawn of the vicarage of
which I would be mowing the lawn for directly after lunch.
   The ladies assured me they had everything in hand, things were going
smoothly.  I spent my first two days going through the books checking their
accuracy with Bethany and Wilmer by my side to answer any questions.  There
were some sums of money not accounted for properly to my satisfaction which
was explained away by the fact father Jamie would give to the needy in the
form of food which had to be purchased locally.  This was satisfactory as
the sums were small and to my mind justified.
   If it wasn't the look I detected between Bethany and Wilmer I would have
been at ease.  Both women were staying in the vicarage at present to settle
me in.  I rang Mum each night to check on her progress with the house and
how the two girls were going.  Somehow I always thought of them as girls as
they all were in their late fifties through to their seventies.
   I could only smile to myself.  What amazed me was they got on so well
with each other.  We were getting towards the end of it as there was still
a burial certificate to issue from the last funeral father Jamie resided
over dying before he could make it out.
   I had to see the grave which was in the new cemetery on the next hill to
the east as the church cemetery had filled many decades ago, almost a
centenary ago according to Bethany.
   That night the girls got ready for bed having had their showers sitting
around in the lounge in their dressing gowns and slippers discussing mum's
move to the vicarage and how excited they were at the prospect of having a
woman resident in the vicarage which apart from Leticia the
cook/housekeeper had not happened in a long, long time as the previous two
incumbents were bachelors.
   I was looking forward to commencing my duties.  I was so proud I could
hardly think of anything else when I went to bed after the girls.  I found
Wilmer in my bed as I managed to catch myself as she smiled holding out her
hand as I could see her sagging breast hanging over the bedclothes as she
was sitting up.
   I threw my clothes off finding myself keen for a new conquest.  In the
last ten years I had had a handful of women since my introduction to sex by
Ruth, Vicar Bob's wife.  Now since Mum and I were lovers plus Bethany it
looked as if there would be more in my new domain than my old.
   I could not help but smile as my shorts came down as I heard Wilmer draw
in her breath.  I looked up at her as I made my way to the bed.  I went to
switch out the light but she shook her head saying.  "No, I like it on."
   That didn't worry me as the curtains were drawn.  I slipped into bed
beside her.  Opening her arms as I worked my way across the bed to lay over
her chest kissing her passionately as our lips met for really the first
time.  Sure there had been other kisses between us but nothing serious. 
Just enough to announce our interest in each other the last two days ether
in the church or vicarage, but never outside in public.  As this was a deep
dark internal secret in the Vicarage household.
   We lay there together as we explored each other's bodies.  Her nipples
were hard and I was fascinated with them as I squeezed, tweaked and sucked
those rubbery eraser size glands.  In turn, Wilmer had hold of my erection.
"God Andrew you're a lot bigger than father Jamey.  Be careful when you
push in I have never had anything that big before, use some lube."
   I was astonished as I took it in, stroking her cheek gently.  I didn't
say anything as I knew Wilmer was a widower with no children.  I slid my
hand down between her legs as I felt her open them for me without
hesitation.  She was not as slippery as I would have expected given the
level of excitement we were at as I slid my fingers up and down between her
slit then went to work on her hard little clitoris.
   "Wilmer," I grinned, "I'm dribbling enough for both of us." She did
smile as I eased my body up and over onto her as she opened her legs wider
as I settled in between.  "I want to go bareback to keep you lubricated if
that's all right?"
   Wilma nodded as we settled getting comfortable as I eased my hand down
between us.  I rubbed my head up and down her slit leaking precum as I
asked.  "Is there any chance you could become pregnant?" Wilmer giggled
shaking her head saying.  "No chance Andrew I went through menopause in my
mid forties, I wish I could have your babies though."
   I laughed in reply.  "That would be a little embarrassing.  I could lose
my church." I felt her stiffen as she looked at me.  "But Andrew you have
your duty to perform.  There is at least two village women having trouble
conceiving.  They will be looking to you for guidance.
   I was not as surprised as I thought I would be.  In studies for the
clergy this subject was covered as was a scope of sexual subjects. 
Fertilising parish women was covered with a very strong, be very careful be
discrete message.  The church didn't actually condone it but turned a blind
eye.
   I had eased the head of my erection into Wilmer's entrance leaving it
sit there with the head half in sealing our fluids in as we talked.  I
began slowly easing in as Wilmer gasped as she felt me move.  I grinned
down at her as I had lifted my upper half up on my stiff arms so she could
see I meant her no harm.
   I was gentle as I slowly pushed then poked as we were very slippery now.
I spent about ten minutes poking and prodding to no avail.  "Wilmer I'm
going to try a little harder." She nodded as I lowered myself onto her
chest sliding my arms up under her shoulders for better purchase.
   Wilmer grunted as I applied pressure pushing into her firmer.  Wilmer
gasped as I applied more pressure.  I removed one of my hands sliding it
down between us to her crutch.  She almost leaped off the bed when my
fingers made contact with her ridged little clitoris.  "Oh god." She gasped
as I worked her button harder.
   I felt my head pressing into her harder.  I gasped.  "God Wilmer.  Tell
me if I hurt you too much." I felt her arms tighten as I kept the pressure
on.  I could feel my head was almost in but would not go any further.
   Wilmer grunted in pain with my pressing erection at her entrance.  "God
Wilmer." I panted.  "Are you all right?" "Yes." she gasped as she expelled
her breath feeling me ease the pressure a little from her vagina entrance.
"This is going to take some work." Her face was grim as I lifted my head to
look at her as I asked.  "Do you want to go on with this.  Would you like
to go on to your hands and knees and I'll give you a climax at the same
time.  It might go in easier that way.
   Wilmer was game as I lifted off as she went to get up as I gave her
room. She was blushing as she realised I could see her totally exposed rear
end.  That didn't last long as she opened her legs wider to let me in
between as I placed my hand on her exposed sexual parts.  I smiled as she
lay her head on the pillow arching her back to give me easy access.
   Lining Wilmer up I rubbed my erection head up and down her lips a number
of times milking myself onto her then centred in her entrance.  "Open a
little wider Wilmer, you're a little high." I encouraged.  "That's it
darling, that's perfect as I eased my knees in against her legs.  Now she
couldn't move away as I held her hips.
   I pressed into her as I came straight up against her entrance where I
had been before.  Wilmer groaned as I used a little leverage with my hands.
"God Wilmer you feel wonderful." I groaned as I felt her ease off a little
as my head was in tight.  Wilmer was doing something under the pillow.
   I held still as Wilmer had something in her hand pushing it into her
mouth as she looked around at me.  I could see it was a rolled up face
washer she was using as a gag.  I bent over her back as she settled her
head back into the pillow.  I wrapped my arms around her lower stomach then
slid my right hand down between her legs with my fingers over her clitoris.
We were getting serious.
   Wilmer leapt as my fingers rubbed her clitoris full on, groaning loudly
into her gag as I felt her press back onto me firmly.  The pressure felt
like a band around my erection head.  I marvelled at the feeling as
something I had never really felt before as the women whom were tight soon
opened up.  Not Wilmer she was tight...  tight.  She had not had babies. 
Fuuuuucccckkk.
   Wilmer was getting excited as I eased off a little.  I began moving my
hips back and forward.  I was not moving my erection but the pressure was
coming on and off Wilmer's vagina as if I was moving in and out.
   Wilmer was getting animated as she shuddered.  I was a little surprised
as I thought she had climaxed but she shuddered again as I pressed in
harder.  God I was getting excited as she swivelled her hips on me as I
jammed myself in harder.  Fuck she was tight.  I could feel my head was
almost in.  It was bringing me on fast.
   "I'm real close Wilmer." I gasped.  Wilmer was shuddering with every
push now as she ground her hips on me again.  "Fuck Wilmer." I gasped as I
tried to jam my erection into her harder.  I was just a push or two away as
I pressed in hard as my erection swelled as Wilmer reared up on her knees
driving herself back as she kept coming as her bum ground down on my
erection as I felt her.  I exploded as I forced my hips up into her as she
was up on her knees forcing down onto me.
   I felt my head force in under the pressure of our climaxes as I lifted
her back onto me.  It seemed to move in with her weight.  Wilmer was having
one hell of a climax as I spurted and spurted into her vaginal depths. 
"Fuck Wilma." I gasped as I held her body on mine as we were both sitting
up on our knees holding still as our climaxes slowly subsided.
   Wilmer began groaning through her gag as I felt her lift.  My erection
was still hard as I felt her pull away but it wouldn't move as she groaned
even louder as she tried again.  My head was jammed inside Wilmer as she
tried again.  This time she screamed as she tried to pull me out of her.
   I mean I had been sexually active for ten years and nothing like this
had happened to me before.  I was stuck inside Wilmer.  I realised someone
was beside the bed.  It was Bethany on Wilmer's side as she was trying to
see what was going wrong with Wilmer.  "I'm stuck inside her Beth.  It
won't come out she is so tight."
   Bethany disappeared as Wilmer tried again screaming louder through the
gag.  I was still stuck inside her as I tried to pull back as she screamed
louder still.  Bethany was beside us again and before I realised she threw
a glass of cold water over me.  I was shocked as I looked at her amazed. 
'Why had she done that?'
   I looked at her thinking it was a joke right.  I could see nothing but
concern on her face as she looked back at me not Wilmer.  I felt Wilmer
drag on me again with a determine growl then a scream as I felt my wilting
erection stretch to its limit then shoot out of her like a bullet from a
gun-barrel.  I was free and Wilmer was still screaming but not as bad as I
could see my sperm dribbling through her fingers which were pressing up
hard as if they were pushing her vagina back up into shape.
   I was really concerned as Bethany attended to Wilmer.  I did nothing for
about five minutes then Bethany shoved a hand towel for me to wipe myself
as she held a towel into Wilmer's crutch.  Ten minutes later they were in
the bathroom with me hovering around as Bethany douched Wilmer's vagina as
the poor girl cried in agony.
   I was feeling real bad till Wilmer kissed then hugged me saying. 
"Someone had to do it, I wanted it to be you Andrew."
   We were tucked up in bed with the light out as I was on my back with
each girl on either side laying in against me with their heads on my upper
arm and shoulders.  I know Wilmer had her hand on my semi-slack erection so
Bethany must be cupping my balls.
   We were discussing some of the parish women, well the girls were
relating some of the funny scandals that had happened in the parish over
the years.  Then quite suddenly Bethany began laughing and couldn't stop.
She squeezed my balls giggling saying.  "Andrew we will have to call you
Rover." She broke up giggling again then settled continuing.  "Well you're
the one with the dog collar in the doggy position with Wilmer, knotted with
her."
   She broke into peals of giggling again as Wilmer joined her as both
women began howling like a dog when he's left home alone.  I didn't think
it very funny as the girls slowly quietened.  It was Bethany who whispered
to me.  "You're our Rover." As the girls snuggled into me going to sleep. I
was surprised as in my mind women should not know about such things, well?
   I woke to find Wilmer stirring beside me as she climbed out of bed to go
to the toilet.  She groaned and moaned as she moved heading for the
bathroom.  This woke Bethany then she headed for the bathroom as I had to
wait my turn.
   It was my first real day in my new parish, being out and around meeting
my parishioners.  Over breakfast it was decided Wilmer would take it easy
as Bethany would escort me as she put in a call to his lord and ladyship to
confirm the appointment she had made previously.
   We took the car as it was a fair step to the house even though the back
of the property surrounded the church grounds.  Bethany explained the land
was donated for the church out of the estate way back when people rode
around on horses wearing armour.
   His lordship, Darby Hillstone was a surprise to me from what the girls
had told me.  I gave him my best smile putting out my hand for his taller
sturdier frame to take as we shook hands.  Darby was going bald being in
his fifties with greying hair.  His face was rugged handsome, giving me the
impression of a military no nonsense bearing.  I liked the man immediately
as he introduced his wife Alice.  Alice would have been a real beauty in
her day, now a very handsome woman in her late forties.  Where her husband
was 6'2" she was a petite 5'5" as skinny as a rake...
   I was blown away with her as she took my hand firmly squeezing it
transmitting the warmth of her character.  We had a pleasant morning tea.
Bethany was right at home talking to Darby and Alice as if she knew them
better than I imagined.
   Alice was apologising for her children not being home as they were away
at boarding school.  Explaining they would be home for the holidays
midyear. I was so taken with the pair we stayed longer than I had planned
the meeting, to take lunch with them as I got the impression the three were
very comfortable together which I found surprising.
   With reluctance we parted, as we left there were men assembling for
orders from his Lordship with horses as if they were going out to work in
the fields rounding up livestock.  Bethany was relieved we had gotten on so
well with the Hillstone's.  As she reminded me, a lot of the church funds
plus produce were derived from the kindness of his Lord and Ladyship plus
their circle of friends and neighbours.
   We had an invitation to dine with the Hillstone's as soon as mother was
in residence at the vicarage to meet them.  I felt very comfortable with
how things had gone considering the girls apprehension beforehand.  In fact
I felt on top of the world as we dropped in on Wilmer to explain we had
been invited for lunch.  Wilmer was extremely pleased the meeting had gone
so well as if the church's existence dwelt around the Hillstone's.  As I
said, this left me a little puzzled.
   We went straight out to meet the local business owners having an
informal meeting in the lounge of the local pub.  The lounge was crowded as
Bethany introduced the families as we made our way round the room.  I was
so confused after a few bears I was forgetting or mixing names.  I was
happy as I apologised for my forgetfulness as I made my reply speech after
the local borough councillor had made his welcoming speech.  As I promised
to make amends as I bowed to them as they clapped their acceptance.
   I was feeling a little merry as we walked home I noticed arm in arm with
Bethany.  Was she making a statement to the village?  I went along with it
as we walked up the hill to the vicarage not mentioning it as I figured she
knew what she was doing.
   Leticia Ruston was there in the kitchen preparing dinner for the four of
us.  Leticia I realised was back at her old post after having a break
visiting relatives.  The girls were happy to see her back as they were
chatting nine to the dozen as I noticed Leticia glancing at me at times
obviously having being informed about Wilmer's condition.
   I was most surprised when it was Leticia who came into the bedroom as I
was reading one of the church past logs to get a feel for the sermons Vicar
Jamie conducted at services as I was determining what my first sermon
should be the subject of.  I had been expecting Bethany.
   Leticia was blushing when I looked up smiling.  Seeing my upper half
naked waiting for her.  I smiled as I beckoned her to the bed as she
blushed redder as I whipped her side bedclothes back inviting her in.  "Cum
on darling." I encouraged her as she removed her dressing gown then
slippers, dropping them on the floor giving me a hesitated looking as she
stood there in her nightie.
   "You may as well take it off where it's easier than in bed." I
encouraged.  She did, pulling the garment up over her head in one swift
movement.  I tell you, Leticia was wanting in the looks department but for
a sixty year old her body looked like a woman of thirty.  Sure I noticed
her arm skin was a little floppy when she moved with her breasts a little
saggy but by God here was an angel.
   She wore no bra or panties, slipping into bed beside me quickly as she
drew the bedclothes over her body blushing furiously.  I placed the palm of
my hand on her cheek to make her feel comfortable.  Then I talked to her
asking her how long she had been working in the vicarage to distract her as
I put the log on the bedside table taking her in my arms I kissed her
gently.
   Leticia was not skin and bone like Bethany but still what I term skinny.
Her larger breasts pressing against me felt wonderful as I felt her hard
nipples pressing against my chest as I slid my hand down between us to her
groin.  Leticia didn't have a lot of pubic hair as I liked...
   As we kissed gently then parted Leticia's hands seem to urge me to go
down without saying.  I looked into her eyes as I began to slide down her
body seeing them shine with anticipation.  For some reason I hadn't eaten
any of the girls seriously yet, as I was still feeling my way so to speak
as Leticia's hands guided my shoulders down slipping up to hold my head as
I slid over her mound.
   Well Leticia went stiff as a board as my tongue slid over her clitoris
for the first time.  Her back arched as she was up on her head and heals
stifling a scream as her hands held my head tightly over my ears.
   I was soon to find out I had opened a Pandora's box as I set to work to
give Leticia a climax.  That took about three short minutes as her teeth
were clenched tight as she howled into an arching gut wrenching climax.
   As we lay there quietly I thought I could hear giggling coming from the
other bedroom.  They must have left the door open as Leticia had done.  I
had slid up Leticia's body pressing my erection at her now very slippery
labia lips forcing them open with my engorged hard head.
   Leticia's eyes flew open as my erection head settled in snugly with
applied pressure.  She grasped my rib cage on either side as my head pushed
harder.  "Oh Father." She gasped as I felt her wiggle her hips as I slid in
tighter.  "Oooohhhh Fatherrrrr." She groaned.  "Oh dammm, Harderrr."
   I was pressing real hard now as I felt her swivel her hips then groan as
I felt myself pressing in harder as I felt her expanding around me.  I had
my hands under her shoulder blades now applying pressure into her vagina
through my erection as the head was about to go in.
   Leticia slid her hand down to her clitoris working it hard.  After a
minute I felt her relax as she stopped, pressing her free hand against my
chest for me to stop gasping.  "Andrew get the Vaseline from the draw and
slick us up real good, it will go in." I didn't argue with her as I thought
we were slippery enough.
   I greased myself up as I hadn't used a condom as this was our first time
as Leticia had shaken her head when I asked.  I placed a large dob inside
Leticia, per her instructions.  Shore enough I slid into her as she
groaned. I felt my head slide inside as I was pressing hard down into her
as she groaned loudly.
   Fuck, she was stretching better than Wilmer.  She felt tight as I was
still pushing, slowly sliding bit by bit.  Fuck what is it with these
women. There were all as tight as maidens.
   It must have taken ten minutes before I bottomed in Leticia.  "God Your
tight darling." I panted.  She was laying still saying back.  "Not for long
Andrew with your great pole up me.  I haven't felt that tight since the
vicar first broke me in when I was fourteen."
   I stopped cold as I looked into her eyes with surprise asking.  "The
vicar broke you in?" I looked surprised would be an understatement.  She
smiled at the memory saying almost dreamily.  "It was Father Ashworth back
then.  I screamed my head off even though I'd taken the potion, I don't
think it was anywhere near strong enough."
   Leticia went quite as If she had said too much.  She looked up into my
surprised eyes realising she had said saying.  "I'm sorry Father Andrew.  I
wasn't supposed to tell you till later when you settled in." I looked at
her as she composed herself looking up at me with almost a shy little girl
look saying.  Come on Andrew get on with it."
   I did.  I remembered I was deep inside her slowly pulled back as she
winced as I came out a little then pushed back in as she groaned stiffening
as I bottomed.  "Yes." she exploded as I felt her tighten around me as I
felt her excitement growing.  I pulled out further this time then pushed
back in hard bottoming again as she moaned louder.  This time I almost
pulled right out as I felt her stiffen in anticipation.
   I rammed right in as she shuddered beneath me groaning with pleasure as
she gasped.  "Fuck me father, fuck me good." I did.  I began pounding into
her as if she was Ruth.  I think she had a continuous climax as I abused
her body for some of the hardest few minutes I ever spent over a woman. 
She had clamped her legs over mine as I thrust in and out like an out of
control rooting machine.
   I was almost sobbing as I rammed in and out at a speed I couldn't
maintain as I felt my erection crowning as I swelled ramming home fiercely
then held her shoulders with white knuckles as I spurted and spurted as her
arched body shuddered beneath mine.
   Slowly we settling as our climaxes diminished.  I felt so disappointed
it was over in a few short minutes as I felt myself dribbling into
Leticia's body.  "Thank you God for sending me this wonderful woman." I
said my prayer aloud as I grinned at Leticia receiving a return satisfied
grin then a grimace.
   "You'll have to pull out Andrew I'm sore." She groaned loudly as I
popped out as she said.  "It won't be so bad next time." I gave her a hand
towel to put between her legs with one to wrap around my leaking half
erection as we lay down as I drew Leticia into my body as she positioned
herself to spoon on me.
   "Do you want the light out?" She shook her head saying.  "We haven't
finished yet." I was a little surprised smiling as I felt her squeeze her
bum cheeks on my head.  Then she reached for the Vaseline on her night side
stand.  I groaned as her fingers lubed my now slackening erection up again.
This time she lubed her rear as I felt her slippery hand guide me in as I
felt her centre me at her entrance then push back on me.
   I must admit it had been weeks since I had an anal experience.  I was
rock hard again in anticipation as I felt my head push slowly forward as
Leticia groaned.  I let her do the work as she seemed willing as I felt her
anal muscle relax over my head.  God I loved that feeling as it made me
want to push in hard taking willpower not to, as Leticia held still then
relaxed again as I felt her ease back on me again.
   It was a good ten minutes before my head slid in through her sphincter
muscle as I groaned with pure pleasure as I felt that wonderful feeling as
my head slid slowly into her body then pop in tight as Leticia groaned with
relief.  "Dam Andrew that took some doing." She gasped as we lay there
quietly.
   When she moved next she groaned as she started moving me deeper inside.
I could feel myself sliding little by little as Leticia worked her hips as
I went deeper and deeper groaning quietly with pleasure and excitement.  I
was almost right in when I seemed to bottom as Leticia groaned.
   "Now Andrew come over on top of me." I felt her grasp my hip.  Then
began rolling onto her stomach as I followed her lead into a half dogie
position as we settled ourselves with her bum sticking up as my erection
was completely buried in her body with her anus muscle squeezing my base.
Fuck this was a turn on for me as I pulled out some then pushed back in. 
Her colon was aliened with my erection now as I slid fully into her.
   "Fuck Andrew I never had anyone that deep inside me before." I grinned
as I slid right back in bottoming against her slowly swivelling bum.  "Dam
Leticia you feel fantastic." I gasped with pleasure as she swivelled her
bum into my erection hard.
   I could feel her settling as she said.  "Andrew I'm going to work myself
off as many times as I can while you ram your rod in and out of me." I
slapped her bum as I opened her cheeks wide burying myself deep as she
grunted then shuddered as she worked her clitoris saying.  "Come on Andrew
fuck me." 'Yes Mam', I thought as I began sliding as Leticia shuddered.
   I began stroking longer and longer with every stroke as that wonderful
feeling of sliding through her tight sphincter muscle overcame me and I
began pounding right in hard then right out till my head almost came out
then right back in hard as Leticia groaned and moaned.
   I lasted about ten minutes before I was grinding my erection deeply
spurting my remaining love juice deep into Leticia's receptive body.  Fuck
she had made me come so hard.  I lay there on top of her exhausted as I
felt myself dribbling as I was slowly shrinking from inside her as I
smiled.
   After we cleaned up Leticia went to sleep in my arms.  I was in awe of
the girls.  I could hardly believe I was so lucky.  The bishop's
instructions kept niggling me in the back of my mind as I drifted off.
   It was Bethany who shook me gently reminding me I had duties to perform
as it was almost eight am.  Forgoing the double shower to get things in the
household back on track as the women rushed around with breakfast.
   First thing, I had to visit the new cemetery, to view the new grave
where Father James had conducted the ceremony the morning of his untimely
demise.  Bethany was my guide.  I signed the certificate for the burial
where we took it straight to the family on the other side of the village
being long overdue.
   This was my first look at a true country farm cottage.  The family were
staunch country church followers I was informed as Bethany filled me in on
the family on the way.  They were struggling farming family where the boys
were long gone, finding their living working in industry in the cities.
   Leaving a father, mother, daughter and a grandchild to run the farm. 
The father recently dying after a long extended illness.  The women running
the farm between them, surviving through the years of the father's illness.
   The grandchild, a girl of a 'woodland marriage', would turn sixteen
shortly.  Beth looked at me grinning adding.  "She'll be the May Day Queen
this year, being of the age and a maiden." With a grin on her face adding.
"And guess who'll get first crack at her as high priest?"
   I looked at her surprised.  She looked back at me grinning adding.  "If
you don't then his lordship will as your understudy."
   This totally floored me.  I realised I was outside my vocation as the
words of the Bishop came back to me.  'Keep your eyes and ears open and say
nothing'.  May Day or the Beltane festival was near two months away as my
mind raced.  They practice 'woodland Marriages' here in the village.  To my
thinking and conclusion this meant they followed the old ways.
   I had based my thesis for my studies on ancient religions studying the
Celtic Druids.  I did understand what was going on here.  I wondered how
deep they followed the ancient ways.  Maidens as May Day Queen and woodland
marriages, that was as deep as you could nearly go.  I felt my groin
stirring.  I had to change my line of thought as we were approaching the
farm at the end of a narrow lane on the other side of the village.
   Bethany was glancing at me as I had not responded to her suggestion.  I
felt her take my arm with her hand as we drew closer to the single story
thatched farm cottage as we were now beside the stone wall of the farm yard
at the lane's end.
   We could see two women working in the back yard of the cottage as we
drew closer.  Both wore gumboots under their heavy warm knitted dresses as
it was still cold with the morning dew, not quite a frost as they fed
chooks and collected eggs.
   The farm gate was noisy announcing our arrival, as Bethany lifted the
latch swinging it open on rusty hinges.  The women looking up as we
entered, closing the gate behind us.  Bethany called a greeting as they
came forward to meet us as I could see their smiles of welcome from under
their thick work scarves.
   As it took a little time to extract themselves from the extended chook
pens, we waited by the back of the cottage as the women, one carrying a
bucket of eggs, the other a headless chook dripping blood obviously for
dinner tonight.
   The older came up first as Bethany introduced me.  "Claudia, this is
Father Andrew, Father Andrew, Claudia Harlow." I smiled as the woman now
removing her scarf wiping her hand clean with it, being quite pretty in a
earthly country way.
   I extended my hand as I felt mine engulfed in hers as she shook it
firmly.  I tried hard not to wince as I smiled in return.  God she had
muscles on her muscles as I was relieved when she let go.  Claudia was
about a good five centre meters taller than I, carrying a good ten Kilo's
more.  Well that was hard country work for you.
   Claudia's nature was pleasant as she greeted me with a dazzling smile of
white even teeth saying.  "Hello Father Andrew, we're so happy to meet you,
this is my daughter Henrietta, Henry this is Father Andrew."
   To say I was surprised to hear her mother call her Henry was an
understatement as I turned to find a spitting image of her mother behind me
in a younger shorter version with a huge welcoming smile on her pretty
face. I reached out tentatively confident lightning doesn't strike twice.
   How wrong could I be.  It took all my willpower not to flinch as I felt
my hand and fingers being squashed in a vice like grip again for what
seemed a lifetime which a reasonable person would have said seconds as I
endured the bone crunching grip again.
   Much relieved I felt the grip ease as she left her hand in mine
seemingly to linger on purpose as my attention was distracted with Claudia
inviting us into the back door where there was a wide short hallway with
gumboots, shoes and boots on narrow racks as we watched the women remove
their gumboots to slip on woollen knitted slippers, inviting us to remove
our shoes.
   After we were fitted with woollen slippers we were directed inside to
the kitchen.  I immediately noticed the warmth of the hallway as we stepped
in.  Now the kitchen was warmer again as it's homely warmth surrounded us
as we entered the kitchen through the partly open door.
   There was a woman working at the large kitchen table.  It was obviously
a cooking day as there was bread tins on one end of the table covered with
cheese cloth as the doe rested.
   The woman at the table was a little deaf as she suddenly looked up as
movement caught her eye.  "Mum." Claudia called loudly.  "This the Father
Andrew the new minister." It was immediately obvious here was an older
version of the other two.  The blueprint for the mould.
   I smiled nodding as Claudia introduced us.  "This is my mum Helen." I
stepped up to the table as the woman on the other side wiped her hands on
her apron then thrust one out to be shaken.  I grimaced silently as I shook
hands with Helen smiling as my hand wasn't hurting much.  "It's very nice
to meet you indeed Mrs.  Harlow."
   Her smile was enchanting as I looked into the clearest pale blue eyes I
had ever seen.  God, I realised I was swimming in those deep liquid pools
of dreams as I stumbled through how sorry I was at her recent loss.  I had
to make a conscious effort to drag myself away as I looked up into
Bethany's eyes as she was coming around the table as I stepped aside as the
two women hugged affectionately.
   That made sense as the two were of similar age probably of lifelong
acquaintances.  There was much back rubbing and patting as Beth was asking
how Helen was doing, obviously referring to the recent death of her
husband.
   I was shown a seat on the other side of the table as the two younger
women set about the table, one preparing for morning tea as the other made
a batch of scones.  Yes this was the country where scone's weren't very far
away from a cup of tea.
   Henrietta had disappeared into the house on some errand as Claudia was
asking me about my thoughts on my new appointment.  I explained I had not
seen much of the parish yet but commented how beautiful the countryside
was. Explaining my last appointment was industrial with some semi-rural but
nowhere the beauty of this parish.
   It had not escaped my noticed on the back wall of the kitchen there was
a large cross made from sheaves of hay.  I had no problem with that but
there was a circle of hay in behind the cross.  I was dying to have a
closer look as I had not seen one like this before.  Sure I had seen many
stone crosses in cemeteries including ours outside the church of which they
were abundant.
   It seemed no time when Claudia called Henrietta as the scones were ready
as she pulled the tray from the oven.  I forgot about the cross as the
women gave me their sympathy learning from Beth of the recent passing of my
father.  Of course they asked after my mother enquiring if she was going to
join me at the Vicarage being pleased to find she was.
   The point of the visit was to deliver the burial certificate in person,
getting to know my parishioners at the same time.  The scones were some of
the best I had ever tasted, spread with strawberry jam then with cream.
   Bethany was talking about the May Day ceremonies telling me Henrietta
was making her dress for the ceremony as she had been selected to be the
queen this year.
   I did not see it coming as she said without warning.  "Henrietta, why
don't you show Father Andrew the dress you're making for the festival?" I
was surprised as Henrietta bounced up out of her chair grasping my hand in
hers as she was sitting next to me, pulling me out of the chair towards the
door to the inner sanctum before I had a chance to protest.
   The interior hallway of the house was dark as Henrietta pulled me along
as I could feel the well worn wooden boards under my feet as I heard her
open a door as light shone in from the outside window from what I could see
was a girls bedroom.
   I don't know what I was expecting but the room was well laid out with
only a few clothes strewn around as it was neat and clean otherwise.  I
could see her bed had been made as she drew me towards the ward robe in the
corner behind the door closing the bedroom door for access.
   Henrietta giggled with embarrassment as she opened the wardrobe door
drawing the dress out covered in a cotton sheet folded over.  I was
surprised as she lifted the sheet off to reveal a white cotton dress not
unlike a nightie.  Not see through but I could see the shape of her hand
holding the material underneath.  I could see embossed stitching in the a
pale lemon cotton of a large Celtic cross down the front between her
breasts.  In fact the circle and arms of the cross would sit over her
breasts which looked firm if not a little generous.
   I remarked about the quality of her needle work, how beautiful she will
look in the dress as she blushed saying.  "Father you have to inspect me
down there to see lf I am pure." Her voice was shaky and obviously nervous
as she added.  "Please father."
   I couldn't believe my ears as the girl placed the dress carefully over a
chair back as she turned to me hoisting up her skirt to my surprise
Henrietta lay back on the bed facing the window with the light as I could
see her genitals as she wore no panties.  To my surprise she opened her
legs wide holding herself open for my inspection.
   "Please Father." She pleaded again.  "You have to check me.  Push your
finger inside." There was a note in her voice that if I didn't do what she
was asking this would end in tears.
   I realised I was rock solid as she held one hand out for me to kneel
between her legs.  Well what could I do but follow her request.  This must
be part of the process building up to the May day event.
   I knelt down as she opened her legs wider as I eased my shaking hand
towards her young opening, smelling her body odour.
   "Get it slippery first Father." She whispered as the tip of my finger
touched her exposed clitoris.  Well she almost jumped off the bed with
sensitivity as my index finger began to rub around dipping towards the
bottom where I could see in the light was soaking as I worked my index
finger around to get slippery.
   Henrietta was blushing as she watched my hand move.  "Oh Father push it
in." I did.  This was too much.  I had forgotten everything as I could see
and feel my finger slowly ease into the girl's fleshy soft warm body.  She
was tight as I slowly worked my way in and out slowly getting it
slipperier.
   "Oh Father deeper." She urged me as I was moving in.  There it was, her
barrier.  I had never felt one before, being surprised as only the tip of
my finger could push in a little as Henrietta moaned with tenderness.
   I felt her hand cover mine as I eased back from her barrier feeling
around as she held me still saying.  "Father give me a climax please with
your thumb." I was beyond reasonable logic now.  Lifting my thumb I began
working her clitoris under her hand with my finger still inside her vagina
entrance.
   Henrietta shuddered violently as I rolled stroking my thumb as her body
was shuddering and shaking as her hand held mine inside her tightly.  Her
body was arching up on the bed as I felt her vagina squeeze my immersed
finger tip tightly as she went out of control.  I felt her hand clamp down
on mine feeling my finger push into her body.
   It was when her body was relaxing I realised my finger had penetrated
her hymen.  My finger was lodged solidly in her maiden.  "Awwwww." She
complained.  "Take it out Father it hurts."
   I was so apologetic explaining it had occidentally pushed in her when
she climax.  She looked at me dreamily saying.  "On the night Father I want
you to give me a baby.  Poke a hole in your condom or go without.  Give me
a strong healthy son Father." There was no please, it was a demand.
   I found myself standing by the bed as she stood up reaching for a hand
towel wiping herself then slid on a pair of panties dropping her dress as
she took my hand leading me back out to the kitchen where the other's were
gossipping if I knew Bethany.
   She looked up smiling as if it was the most natural thing in the world
to go into a young girls bedroom in a strange house.  I could feel myself
blushing as I realised I still had a hard on as I sat down in my chair
accepting another scone.
   I declined another cup of tea as Bethany explained we had other visits
to make.  I took her queue smiling as I thanked them for a wonderful
morning tea.  I was not let off so lightly as Claudia insisted I join them
for dinner one night towards the end of the week.
   I glanced at Bethany as she nodded slightly as I smiled accepting their
kind offer.  Thursday night was organised.  The women looked pleased with
themselves as I felt Henrietta rub her hand up my leg as she got up as we
rose to leave.
   We were out of sight of the farm down the lane when Bethany let go my
arm lifting my right hand up to her nose sniffing my fingers.  I realised I
had not washed my fingers as Bethany smiled at me with her knowing grin.
   "You tested the waters...  Well is she?" I smiled nodding as Bethany
laughed adding.  "Adam you are going to fit in here perfectly.  Keep doing
what you're doing, go with the flow." She held her hand on my arm as we
walked back up the lane towards the village commenting.  "You realise you
will be given the opportunity to service the women.  The two older ones of
course.  I won't expect you home till quite late."
   This stopped me in my tracks as I looked at her open mouthed as Beth
giggled adding.  "Well you're going to fuck the shit out of their youngest
so the other's want their share when there's no man around to keep them
happy."
   Bethany giggled adding.  "Don't worry Andrew I'll give you a potion
beforehand which will make Rover hard as a board for the night.  You might
be a bit sore in the morning but so will they."
   Bethany seemed to find this funny as I stood there facing her trying to
think this out as I asked.  "They expect me to service them?" She looked
straight into my eyes then nodded her head adding.  "You will get used to
the idea after a while, even though this is the outer circle you're dealing
with mind you." She smiled again as she turned walking on.
   Yes I had been servicing the women from the church.  It dawned on me I
was to service the women of my flock where required.  Well the widowed and
single ones.  What was it Leticia had said.  'The vicar had broke her in at
fourteen.  Fourteen!  For god's sake he must have been a randy bastard,
unless...
   Bethany squeezed and patted my arm letting it go as we were coming up on
the village.  It was nearly lunch time.  There were people around as we
were waylaid a number of times to exchange pleasantries and to be
introduced to people I hadn't met.
   The girls were waiting lunch as I was deep in thought as we sat down
after washing my hands.  I looked up at Leticia as she placed my sandwiches
in front of me as I asked as I blushed.  "Leticia you were May Day Queen
when you were fourteen?" I noticed Bethany drop her knife on her plate as
it clattered.
   Leticia was looking at me smiling nodding from across the table.  I
smiled back.  I don't think Bethany realised Leticia had told me she lost
her maidenhead to a priest, but then she probably not only knew but was
more than likely there.
   That seemed to break the boundaries which had been binding us.  Bethany
said to Leticia.  "Andrew dipped his finger into Henrietta." There was
silence as I was looking at my plate as I blushed.  "Well." I heard Leticia
ask.  "Is she?"
   I looked up to see the query in her eyes.  I realised she was waiting
for me to reply.  I nodded as I saw the smile growing on Leticia's face as
I went redder.  It was Leticia who reached out across the table placing her
hand on mine asking.  "You're going to preside in the circle for us
Andrew?" I looked at Bethany as she was smiling.  I looked back at Leticia
nodding.
   I realised I had just taken a giant step towards the end of my short
career in the clergy.  The possibilities flashed through my mind as an
image of me being excommunicated by the bishop flashed before my eyes.
   The Bishop did say to watch and observe.  He didn't say participate,
what did he really mean?  If I didn't participate how could I watch.  I
feared I was sinking into a murky world of Wicca.  Well it wasn't that
murky when you were in it was it?  Ramming your raging erection deep into a
plump maiden had more than one erotic image of the girl screaming her head
off as you deliver your potent seed deep into her ripe belly.
   It was Leticia saying to Bethany which brought me back to reality.  "I
had better order the vegetables for the potion." I looked puzzled asking.
"Vegetables?" Bethany laughed smiling saying.  "It will make you that hard
it won't go down for hours."
   Both women giggled as I looked from one to the other.  It was Bethany
who smiled saying.  "Welcome aboard Andrew." Getting up she came round to
stand beside me hugging me tightly.  Suddenly I felt I had done the right
thing as Leticia was now standing by my other side hugging me as well.
   That afternoon I had two appointments with parishioners on this side of
the village.  One being quite close.  It also involved having two afternoon
teas.  I was most impressed with the village people.  They took their
religion seriously.  Bethany was beside me to guide me through my
integration into the parish.
   Mum was doing all right as I described the village people I had met
today and how friendly they were when I spoke to her that night.  I told
her they all asked after her and couldn't wait to meet her in person.  I
think that made her day.
   As the week progressed I felt as if I was in a different world.  There
was more information now as we discussed the day to day working of the
parish.  I noticed the old ways was being discussed openly in depth if the
subject came up.  Well it would, the month of May was approaching fast, now
a little over seven weeks away.  The Festival of Beltane was the most
important event of the year to the ancient Celts.
   The next morning we had our first crises.  One of our parishioners had
fallen gravely ill during the night.  We were at breakfast when the call
came in from her neighbour as there was no phone at the farm.  They lived a
fair way out which meant taking the car.
   We had a half hour drive to reach the farm along narrow windy lanes. 
Bethany filled me in on the family as I drove slowly.  There was an elderly
mother, with the father having passing away some years ago.  There was four
strapping boys in there thirty's and forties.  The three older were married
with children.  All living on the farm.  The youngest boy was a little
simple, the mother doting her love and affection on him.
   We pulled in to find the farm yard busy with the doctor's car parked
along with the district nurse.  It was all a bit chaotic as there were
people and children everywhere.  We were ushered into the kitchen where
there were three male and female adults with almost three times as many
children.  I could see the district nurse there at the stove pouring hot
water out of the kettle into a hot water bottle.
   Bethany introduced me to the men first.  The first was Adam as I assumed
he was the oldest.  Then there was Benjamin, then Christian.  No I was not
surprised.  I had come across many good Christian families naming their
children in alphabetical order from the bible.  I smiled to myself as a
stray thought crossed my mind.  Not one of them had started from Zed.
   All three boys were large strapping lads with pleasant handsome
features. The backbone of the country.  Yes they crushed my hand as I was
introduced to them.  This seemed to be an occupational hazard for a country
vicar.
   Then it was the woman's turn as Bethany went through them.  First was
Grace, then Emily and Ruby.  I was not sure if that was in order to the
brother's.
   The children were nowhere to be seen now as Adam had taken them outside
while there were visitors in the house.
   We were sitting there with a cup of tea with the mandatory scones spread
with jam and cream.  When the doctor put in and appearance from deeper in
the house.  Bethany introduced us as we hadn't met at the hotel meeting, as
usual he was busy.
   I remember his words even today.  "Well Father Andrew she is in your
hands now, there is nothing we can do for her but make her comfortable." It
was a shock.  Yes I had heard those words many times over the last ten
years.  When it was someone's else's responsibility.  Now it was mine it
was different.
   The nurse took us in.  As expected the mother was a bigger woman now
frail and weak with the cancerous affliction spreading through her body
attacking her vital organs.  I could see she was very weak with a weak
smile as Bethany introduced us after she had hugged the woman.
   We held hands for a time as Bethany talked to her as if they had just
met down the street.  Then it was my turn as I laid out the content of my
suitcase which held the tools for the last rights.
   I used the dresser as a temporary alter then began the ritual.  I
remember thanking God for providing me with efficient servants as I saw the
anointing oil bottle blessed by the bishop was full.
   Fifteen minutes later we were sitting beside the poor women when she
drifted off asleep.  That was our queue to withdraw to another cup of tea
with more scones.  The poor woman was not expected to last the night
through.
   We were out in the yard preparing to depart when Bethany drew me towards
the stable.  It was a big old stable with a large hay loft.  As we entered
we could hear someone working inside.  I thought the children had been
taken to the stable to play but were nowhere in sight.
   It was dark and gloomy inside.  I could make out a figure of a man
pitch-forking hay from a large bin up into the hayloft.  If he saw us he
took no notice.  Bethany called to him three times before he would stop
what he was doing.  "David, this is Father Andrew our new vicar.  He has
just given the last rights to your mum."
   To my surprise David sank to his knees in the straw sobbing openly as
the pitchfork fell from his hands.  Bethany sank to her knees in front of
him holding him tightly as I could hear his sobs as he cried his grief.
   It is hard at times when lousing a loved one to comprehend what was
going on.  I put David in this category.  Bethany was talking to him like
she would a child till David had calmed enough to understand her words.
   I shook David's hand warmly with my other hand on his shoulder as we
began to talk about the loss of his mum.  I could see explaining to David
his mum was going to a place in heaven where we all would go eventually had
little meaning to him.
   All we could do was calm him then say a prayer side by side in the hay
with David in the middle.  We left him forking hay up into the loft where
we had found him.  As we drove away Bethany filled me in on David.
   He was the youngest of the children, a late child, born with a mental
affliction as his mother was ten years older than the previous child when
she had him.  David was physically all right but with the mind of a young
pre-teen with little hope of having a normal life.  David had been a
mommy's boy all his life.  He was having his heart ripped out at the loss
of his mother.
   Lunch was quiet at the rectory.  There was visits to make in the
afternoon.  I was warming to my country congregation.  The people seemed to
be simple straight forward honest country folk.  I was feeling more at home
the more I had contact with them.
   We were at our third visit when a call came through on the parishioner's
phone.  Mrs.  Oxley was slipping fast.
   We arrived shortly to find the family assembled in the kitchen as the
nurse took us through.  David was kneeling beside his mother's bed holding
her hand in his.  One of the daughter in laws, Grace was on the other side
holding her other hand.
   I knelt beside David as he looked up into my eyes as if I was going to
save his mother.  I placed my hand on his shoulder as I knelt beside him
taking their hands in mine pressing them to my forehead as I prayed.
   I looked up to see the adults had silently entered the room as I said
the lord's prayer with the family.  As if on cue the ailing woman suddenly
sat up in bed then slowly sank back.  Someone screamed near the door adding
to the drama as I felt for a pulse finding none.
   All I could do was look around saying.  "She has gone.  Let us pray for
her sole on its way to heaven." I led them in a prayer for her sole.  The
doctor slipped into the room on the other side of the bed leaning over the
body with his stethoscope listening for a heartbeat.  He looked at me
grimly shaking his head, confirming she had indeed gone.
   It was unusually quiet in the vicarage that night.  It made me realise
how close this community really was.  They might gossip about each other
behind each other's backs but to confirm the point there were numerous
calls to the vicarage to confirm the rumours of the demise of Mrs.  Oxley.
Most surprisingly was the call from Lady Hillstone from the manor.
   This event spurred me to do my best for my parish.  If they wanted to
dabble in the ancient religion so be it.  I was beginning to believe it
could be a good thing.
   Well there would be a funeral to organise.  My first service was next
Sunday.  I had given it some thought.  I had better change the notice board
out front so the congregation knew what they were in for when I worked it
out as I headed for my diary.
   That night it was a late dinner.  I phoned mum so the girls would get
the news of Mrs.  Oxley.  David was for some reason the concern of the
women.  I couldn't see the problem myself.  He had a home on the farm with
his brothers and their families, surely that wasn't a problem?
   It was Leticia's turn tonight.  I was so blessed with women.  I had to
tell a little white lie to mum when she asked if I missed her.  Well I did
of course but if she meant the other way, well not really.
   It was Thursday morning.  We had two appointments with parishioners who
were either incapacitated or unable to attend the church because of age. 
In the afternoon it was a family destitute with the drug problem where the
husband was the offender now in jail with a wife with four children to
feed, living with her pensioner mother.  Bethany had not only food parcels
but clothing parcels as well.  Those women of mine just blew me away.  Of a
night they would sit knitting while they talked.  It brought tears to my
eyes.
   I had forgotten, tonight I was due at the Harlow's for dinner.  It was
Bethany who reminded me as she handed me a small glass of liquid to drink.
God it tasted terrible.  "That will keep you hard for the night." She
giggled.
   I showered then changed into slacks and casual not wearing my collar. 
That was Bethany's suggestion.
   I left on foot just after dark.  I knew my way round the village well
enough to find the lane I was looking for.  When I reached the cottage it
seemed in darkness.  The gate squeaked loudly then shortly the back door
was opened by Henrietta holding a candle lamp as she called out excitedly.
It was then I realised the farm was not connected to the electricity
supply. Well money only stretches so far in the country.
   I called back as I shut the gate heading for the back door.  Henrietta
gave me a bear hug with a bold kiss as she welcomed me.  I was a most
welcome guest, Helen and Claudia were in the kitchen between the stove and
table preparing the meal as I entered in my warm knitted slippers.
   The table was set with what looked like their best china.  There was
candles around the table between each plate which looked magical as I
looked around the room.  I could see the women had outdone themselves.  The
aromas coming from the stove was just wonderful.
   Henrietta sat me down as she sat beside me as the two older women wanted
to discuss Mrs.  Oxley.  I related my side of the story finishing with her
body has been removed to the undertakers.  Placed in storage till the
funeral next week now as nothing had been finalised yet, except a phone
call from the eldest son Adam to confirm when we could hold the funeral.
   It must have rubbed a raw nerve as Henrietta had gone quite. 
Remembering her grandfather no doubt.  I placed my hand across on hers
squeezing it getting a smile in return.
   The meal was one of the best if not memorable.  It started with us
holding hands saying grace.  I distinctly remember it was quite for a while
as we ate.  The chicken was the most tender and succulent I had ever tasted
I'm sure.
   We spoke occasionally when our mouths were empty.  This seemed to be a
country courtesy not to talk with your mouth full.  Of course the subject
was the farm and the environs as I had come to realise these people had
little interest in the big wider world.  Here of course there was no power
so no TV or radio as an outside influence.  Which set me to thinking, there
was a way to get a cheap twelve volt battery generator.  I made a mental
note to look into it.  I had known a family who once lived on their boat
till the children were old enough to go to school.
   Through the course of the meal I began to glean how the family made a
living from the land.  How the new seasons was being looked forward to. 
The death of their father/grandfather would hopefully end their run of what
they seen as bad luck for the last few years, hopefully bringing a run of
good luck from now on.
   I immediately realised they had their hopes on Henrietta being May Queen
bringing them good luck.  I smiled to myself.  Yes it was the old ways. 
Perhaps I could help a little with that.
   We were relaxing after the meal with a cup of tea.  I was feeling
strange as I could feel my heart really thumping in my chest.  Bethany had
warned me this would be the case when she had given me the potion.
   Claudia was talking to me I realised, as she was hinting we might retire
to somewhere more comfortable.  She meant her bedroom I assumed.  I made a
suggestion that first I would bless this house which saw the four of us on
our knees under the straw cross on the back wall as we prayed together as I
went through the solemn ritual.
   I think that really set the mood as without ceremony I was escorted into
the back of the house down the dark hallway by candle light to Claudia's
room.
   Without further ceremony Claudia was removing my clothes by candle
light. The fragrance of her bedroom was overpowering as I recognised the
pungent cent of the Dogwood blossom.  Yes we were indeed in the depths of
Celtic tradition.
   Claudia I realised was unfastening my trousers as she ripped them down
over the hardest erection I had ever had.  I couldn't believe how hard it
was as my heart was pounding in my head.  Claudia gasped as my shorts came
down revealing my erection.  "Oh Father Andrew." She breathed as I felt her
hands on my shaft sliding up and down.
   "Don't." I warned as she then began pulling off her dress.  I removed my
jumper then shirt followed by my singlet.  I didn't feel the cold room as I
watched Claudia disrobe.  God she was all woman as she couldn't take her
eyes of my erection as her singlet came up over her head revealing her
breasts.  Which were surprisingly small as she was a big boned woman.
   I was diving into my back pocket of my pants for my wallet which carried
condoms with a plastic pouch of Vaseline.  Claudia was pulling the
bedclothes back as I fitted a condom greasing it as Claudia had a towel on
the bed now laying back on it as I climbed up in between her powerful
thighs.
   I remember thinking 'God help me' as I settled on my knees wiping her
crutch with my greased hand as her body shuddered as I rubbed her clitoris.
The next thing I knew she had me on top of her as she guided my erection
into her body.
   "Oh Andrew," she called out as I felt her legs wrap around my upper legs
as we settled as I felt myself sliding into her body as her lips opened
easier than expected.  I thrust hard as her body lifted as I forced in
deep.
   I had felt some tight ones and some with muscles that had strength. 
This one was tighter with muscles as she encircled my upper body with her
arms.  I went in deep as I thrust.  Claudia was gurgling deep in her throat
as I began to push in and out with power.
   Five minutes I swear, she was shuddering under me through her first
climax.  Well it didn't stop there as I kept pounding her through three
climaxes before I exploded deep into her.
   I know lay there for a long time in the afterglow before Claudia move.
"Thank you Andrew.  Mum will be wanting you." She commented as I eased off
her body onto my knees.  I looked down to see Rover was still ridged as I
smiled as I pulled the condom off.
   Well mum was next all right.  Helen was in her dressing gown sitting by
the kitchen fire waiting for her daughter to call her.  She came into the
bedroom disrobing as I was fitting a fresh condom to Rover.
   There was no pretence with Helen.  She was on her knees holding Rover
with her hands gently stroking it after she had kissed and sucked the head.
"Oh Andrew." She had breathed as she climbed up into her daughter's bed to
lay on her back on the towel where I lubed her crutch.
   She took my no worries.  I pushed straight into her deep.  She must have
been having sex with her husband or something I didn't want to know about
as I bottomed with my second thrust.  I did wonder as he was a sick man for
so long.  Perhaps she went on top?  Perhaps she had a big dildo of some
description in her drawer.
   I grinned as Helen pulled me down kissing me like we had been doing it
for ever.  I settled into her body as we became comfortable with each
other. "Thank You Father." She crooned as I was beginning to slide in and
out.  Helen was not as sensitive as Claudia as we slowly headed for our
climaxes.
   Sex with Helen was how it should be.  Smooth easy and comfortable as I
was working her clitoris with my finger now.  Her breasts were larger than
Claudia's as I wallowed in their pleasure sucking and nipping her nipples
as she groaned and twisted under me.
   Helen climaxed before me by seconds as her squeezing vagina muscles were
bringing my ridged erection to a climax.  I grinned as I finally pulled out
realising I was as ridged as when I started.
   To Claudia's surprise she was called again.  Again I lead her through
multiple climaxes, two this time as I slid in and out of her clamping body.
She had my teeth marks over her breasts with large hickeys to prove I was
doing my job.  Yes when I pulled out of her she was sore and I was still
ridged.
   Helen was called again where I was shortly embedded with her writhing
beneath me as we tried to achieve another climax.  It took time as I worked
in and out, finally Helen climaxed taking me with her.  I was still hard
and a little tender by now.
   By this time Henrietta in the Kitchen was champing at the bit for some
of the action her mother and grandmother was getting.  I think the two
older women agreed to let the girl in bed with me because they were sore
and as long as I used her rear and not ruin her May Queen status.
   Well she didn't care as long as she got some of the action.  Claudia
overseen Henrietta's disrobing directing her daughter onto her knees in
front of my still hard on now sheathed with a fresh condom.
   I lubed the girls rear then inserted one finger then two.  This didn't
worry her till the third when she began groaning as I pushed slowly in and
out.  When I thought she was settled enough I mounted her being as gentle
as I could.  Henrietta groaned and moaned as I pushed my head slowly but
firmly.
   I reached around between her legs working her clitoris with my fingers
when Henrietta reared up under me shuddering with uncontrolled excitement,
forcing back down on me as I groaned with pleasure as I felt my head slide
into the girls body.  Boy did she buck and holler when my head pushed
through her sphincter muscle, jamming it wide open.
   I had had a few women that way, Bethany would have to be the best.  This
girl bucked and kicked as I rode her back till we were both exhausted.  I
had two climaxes to her five she told me later as I lay in her arms with
thankfully a deflated Rover.
   That night I left the Harlow household a very happy man.  Henrietta was
still intact and all three exhausted and sore.  Well I was sore too so all
is fair in love and war.  I also left with an open invitation to call in
any time I was randy, I mean handy.  I laughed as I kissed each woman
passionately goodnight.
   I should have known as I walked up the lane towards the village I could
see a figure walking towards me in the weak overcast moonlight.  It was
Bethany.  I took her into my arms raincoat and all hugging her tightly as I
slapped her bum for coming out after me with a huge hug thanking her.
   We walked back arm in arm.  Dam this woman was growing on me.  She
didn't say a thing till we were in the vicarage in my bedroom with me
stripped naked as she inspected Rover.  "Boy he did take a beating." I
looked down to see he was red.
   I nodded explaining.  "The two older woman twice and the young one
once." She looked up demanding.  "You didn't take her cherry?" I shook my
head telling her.  "Up the back.  Dam Bethany, I started to push into her
anus stroking her clitoris and she reared up on me burying herself down on
me to the hilt.  God she will be sore in the morning.  She had five
climaxes to my two."
   Yes I was sore in the morning.  Bethany had bathed me in the tub
together then washed Rover with what felt like vinegar which I screamed as
it burnt then put soothing cream on which felt good.  I didn't raise a
stiffy as her hand worked around my shaft.  I remember she laughed as
normally I responded to her hand manipulation so easily.
   I went down to say goodnight to Leticia and Wilmer as she was staying
over as we needed to work on the service for the weekend.  I sensed the
girls were disappointed I was out of action for the night.  I promised I
would make it up to them.
   It was Friday morning, I was getting a little excited as Sunday
approached.  Also mum and the girls would be back early next week hopefully
Tuesday afternoon if the moving went smoothly.
   With Sherrill and Margery away there were two women coming in to help
the girls get the church ready for Saturday and Sunday.  These were younger
women with families from the outer circle.  Bethany suggested one if not
both women would be destined for the inner circle when the time came as
their home duties would diminish as time went on as their family grew and
left home.
   The women turned up to help with the church.  Ethel and Bridget.  I was
introduced then the women went off to work as the church hadn't been
attended to for two weeks.
   I paid attention to my duties for the morning looking up my diary of
prayers and special days to observe to see what was in store for me for
Sunday.  Bethany had been off doing something or another as her duties
required as my right hand as I wasn't married.
   I had this niggle in the back of my mind how cum it was me chosen for
this Parish with only ten years experience.  As I said, I knew of deacons
who had waited almost all their life for a church.  Yes there were less
deacons coming through now, women being accepted as I saw it to make up the
numbers.
   I could see the women were hard at work as I placed the hymn sheet on
the large electric powered organ for Wilmer.  I then went out the front to
change the board with a box of white alphabet letters and numbers.  You see
we were modern with a glassed in black velvet board that had white
changeable letters.
   I stood out there at the front entrance looking up at my charge.  I was
so proud.  The thought of the Bishop kicking my arse out of here quickly
diminished into the back of my thoughts.  I would work harder, more
diligently for my Parish.  I went back inside saying a prayer for the
Bishop then myself.
   I was left with Bethany to cuddle me that night.  The girls had worked
hard.  I thanked them with a kiss on the cheeks for the two new girls as
they left to go home to their family through the front door as I locked it
behind them.  My girls got a kiss on the lips as they went through the side
door to the rectory as I locked up.
   Dinner was happy in anticipation we were into the weekend as I laid out
the weekend's events.  I had studied Father Jamie's logs as I discussed the
sermon I should pursue with my idea.  It was Wilmer who suggested I should
come down on them with brimstone and the fires of hell for their wicked
ways as she giggled adding we would all be burnt to a crisp as we all
laughed.
   Settling on a 'Love Thigh Neighbour' Theme from what I had seen and
heard from the death of Mrs.  Oxley.  It still brought tears to my eyes at
the concern I had seen.  I sat at the table after dinner writing away at my
sermon.
   Saturday was a busy day with special prayers for the saints who were
probably started out as pagan gods back in the iron or copper age
somewhere.
   Sunday morning the church was open before dawn at 6 am for those early
risers.  There were two, both women.  This was a most disappointing start
as I led them through prayers and a him then blessed them letting them go.
   As ten am came round I was in for a huge surprise.  The church was
nearly packed.  I could see both Wilmer and Bethany were smiling as was
Leticia who had slipped into the side entrance sitting on a chair in the
hallway taken from the office.
   As I began the service I thanked the parishioners for their attendances.
I introduced myself as I recited my history in the church.  I took a chance
telling the story of how concerned everyone was in the community, which
warmed my heart as I promised to serve the community to the best of my
ability.  I made a reference to the upcoming celebrations of May knowing
most would understand.
   I outlined the progressive outlook the church would take in the future
as I pledged to reverse the slowly declining numbers attracting the young
folk who were so swayed by so many distractions now on the Sabbath.
   I stood there as the congregation clapped with some cheering.  I had to
quieten them as I lead the way into the service.  I think I lost myself as
I worked my way through my carefully chosen program.  God I could not wait
to ring mother tonight and yes Father Bob and Ruth.
   I was flushed as I came to the end of the service.  I could see we were
behind time.  I noticed there were more chairs in the office hallway from
the office for late comers or those who were standing in the Narthex
entrance, having been brought round to the side entrance by Beth.
   As the last strains of Praise the Lord died I closed the book as I
looked round as you could hear a pin drop.  I cleared my throat.  I
promised I would try to personally visit each and every one of them as time
went on so we could get to know each other personally.  My second last
announcement was for the funeral of Mrs.  Oxley in the morning at eleven
am. Then an invitation to the outlying parishioners to meet with us on the
back lawn behind the Vicarage.  I smiled as I realised I could not see
Leticia seated in the side hallway realising she had gone to prepare.
   I lead the way down the aisle as I stood by the open door half, so I
could shake the hand of every one of them.  His lord and ladyship were
first as I shook their hands in turn.  Darby and Alice were beaming as I
got a kiss on the cheek with a very strong squeeze of the hand from Lady
Alice.
   The queue seemed endless as Bethany stood beside me introducing the
congregation as they filed pass slowly.  I was grateful as the line moved
quicker as I wanted to say hello to everyone of them.
   I had noticed them in the belly of the congregation as I smiled their
way.  The Harlow's, Helen, Claudia & Henrietta were near the end of the
line.  They were excited for me as I got a kiss on the cheek from each as
they paid their respects as I promised to visit.
   I did not expect to see the Oxley's as they had so far to travel.  I
would see them tomorrow of course.  I looked up to see the end in sight as
there were still a dozen to get through.  I grinned as lunch would be a
little later than planned.  This was the longest I had ever spent on a cue
of a Sunday.  Father Bob eat your heart out.
   The last was away when I closed the door turning to Bethany hugging her.
"God darling".  I whispered as I held her tightly.  We heard someone in the
hallway by the office as we turned to walk back down the aisle through the
nave.
   It was Wilmer grinning her head off.  "One hundred and twenty seven.  We
were packed." I clapped then hugged them both.  Boy I couldn't believe it.
Wait till the Bishop saw the figures.  I knew we would be lucky to get half
next week.  Still I was ecstatic.
   "We need a choir." I burst out in my excitement.  "I know it will work."
I could see Wilma's eyes sparkle as she saw my enthusiasm.  "Not a big one
maybe half a dozen or so." I could see Wilmer was on side as I removed my
robes.  I closed the side door as we headed for the lawn behind the
vicarage where I could see a couple of dozen adults with as many kids
waiting for our arrival.
   Leticia was waiting to serve out lunch beaming as we came up on her
trestle table with an old fashion copper simmering away beside it with a
mass of hot dogs floating on the boiling water ready for serving.  She had
two of the farmer wives helping her as Bethany and I dived into the crowd
as she introduced me again as I was shaking hands again.
   We spent a pleasant hour and a half meeting the outlying families of the
parish who were mostly farmers.  I was so pumped up with success of my
first service that the next hour and a half flew.
   Leticia was just as happy as we were as I said to her as I hugged her
tightly kissing her cheek when we finally retired to the kitchen with our
guests gone.  "If we get half next week were doing all right." As I sat
down at the head of the table.  It didn't worry me where I sat but the
girls insisted I sit at the head.
   It was Wilmer.  "Andrew wants a choir." Leticia looked startled. 
'Didn't father Jamie have a choir?' ran through my mind.  Well I was in
charge now.  That was the discussion through a late lunch.  By the time
lunch was over there was eight names on the list, with Wilmer and Leticia
designated Choir Mistress and Leader with Wednesday evening designated for
choir practice.  The girls would get the word out in the village tomorrow,
which would spread like wild fire.  I would change the church board after
as I smiled.
   I smiled as I had other ideas too.  Sunday school.  Nearly one quarter
of the congregation were minors.  We didn't have a hall of any description.
Could we use the vicarage, maybe the lounge if we moved the furniture back?
Where would we find a Sunday School teacher?  Later.
   I was in the office writing up my diary.  Bethany came in smiling.  She
had obviously seen the notice board out front.  She came round the desk
kissing me passionately.  We talked for a while then it was time to prepare
for this evenings service as Bethany gave the church a once over.  God I
was proud.  I said that?
   I was brought down to earth with the six o'clock service.  Seven turned
up.  Sure it had come over dirty and drizzling.  Well we were still in
winter.
   Everyone was rugged up as we went through the service.  I stood in the
doorway saying goodbye to those hardy souls shutting and baring the door
behind them.  We would be open for business in the morning.  I knew Bethany
would be out early collecting flowers for Mrs.  Oxley's funeral.
   Mum was thrilled when she heard of such a successful first service.  The
girls were happy at the news as we chatted on about the move tomorrow.  I
think Mum was looking forward to her new life in the country.
   I slept with Wilmer that night.  I was still tender so we lay there as I
spooned her back.  I slept right through till Leticia woke us up with a cup
of tea.
   Mrs.  Oxley's funeral at eleven was packed.  The funeral company had
turned up early with the coffin waiting patiently with a cup of tea in the
kitchen till it was time.
   There were so many they were standing around the front door with little
standing room in the Narthex.  I thought I saw some new faces I didn't see
yesterday.  After the service I lead the Hurst to the new cemetery where I
conducted the burial service.
   The family were sombre even the children.  I had not seen David.  This
was worrying.  I learnt later through one of the neighbours David had run
off that morning.
   We cleaned up the church after the funeral.  The carpets would be
cleaned this afternoon when the muddy footprints were dryer.  Yes our work
was never done.  The church had looked lovely for the service.  I had to
thank the girls for their effort with a passionate kiss of course.
   I rang Mum and the girls that night.  Mum was looking forward to
tomorrow.  So was I.  I rang Father Bob.  He was pleased for me as was Ruth
when I spoke to her.  As everyone was listening to what was said our
conversation was brief and limited.
   It was Leticia's turn tonight.  I was saving myself for Mum tomorrow
night as we spooned together.  I smiled as the thought struck me.  The
Vicarage was full of women.  I knew Bethany and Wilmer would go back to
their homes eventually but I didn't want to think about that.
   The next morning was cold overcast.  A call came in from the neighbour
that David Oxley had not returned home.  To me this was worrying.  I felt
sorry for David.  As I understood David had been protected from the real
world by his mother.  I suspected he was regarded with some jealously by
his older siblings.
   I put the day on hold as Bethany, Wilmer and I headed for the Oxley
farm. We found the boys and their wives working the farm.  This re-enforced
my thinking.  After a conversation with Adam the oldest, we set out to a
neighbouring farm who had rang in discovering David was seen way up in a
wooded corner of their farm where there was a pond with a spring.
   We set out with our rain coats and gumboots as we spread out heading in
the general direction.  It annoyed me his siblings took little interest in
their younger brother.  Hopefully we could save a troubled sole this day.
   It was three hours before we found David.  I heard a loud call with
relief from far off to my right as I was penetrating wet dripping
undergrowth.
   I came upon Wilmer and Bethany sitting by a small lean-to made from a
side of a small narrow discarded galvanised tank on its side covered with
fern and bracken with a branch or two to hide it.
   David looked wet, cold and miserable as the two women sat either side of
him holding his hands.  I smiled as David looked up with guilty eyes
looking like he expected a roasting.  "Hello David, we missed you at the
funeral yesterday." Was the brightest thing I could think of saying as we
were all wet and miserable now as everything had drip down our necks till
we were as wet inside as out.
   David wasn't in a talking mood so I asked.  "Would you like to come
visit your mother's grave with us David to see where she is buried?" He
looked at me with surprise then nodded.  "Well get your things together,
come with us like a good lad." David looked up with fear shouting.  "Not go
to farm."
   I was not surprised adding with a soothing voice.  "No David not to the
farm." The girls looked at me surprised.  I nodded smiling at David adding.
"We will go somewhere different David, would you like that?" His eyes lit
up with hope.
   I got up walking away then stopped looking back asking as no one had
moved.  "Well aren't you coming with us?" I stood there smiling as David
dived into the lean-to coming out with a Hessian bag of things following me
as I led the way escorted by the girls.
   David became agitated as we drove towards the farm.  I stopped a little
way past getting out as David was panicking as Wilmer tried to quieten him
as I strode towards the gate.  One of the women was in the yard hanging
clothes on the line so I left a message with her that we had found David
and were taking him with us for a while.
   I felt no guilt as I closed the gate behind me as I heading for the car.
We drove in silence towards the village.  I could see David was holding
onto Wilmer's hand as if it was his mothers, as I said.  "David, why don't
we pay your mum's grave a visit to say a prayer for her?" I could see a
glimmer in his eyes as he smiled at my image in the rear view mirror.
   We were beside the graveside of heaped fresh dug earth.  The two girls
were either side of David with their hands on his arms.  As I extracted my
pocket bible thumbing through the dog eared pages looking for an
appropriate passage.
   I began to talking about his mother's kindness of heart when I noticed a
family walking along the lane from the village, stopping looking across the
stone wall to see what was going on.  I waved them in as I went on.  We
made a crowd now of nine as I could see tears rolling down David's face as
I said a prayer for his mother's sole.  Finishing up with a special prayer
for mothers everywhere who look after little children.
   I think that was enough for David as I showed him how to throw dirt onto
the top if the grave heap.  The girls escorted David out to the car as I
introduced myself thanking the passing family for their kindness helping
out.
   Now what the hell do we do with David?  I raised my eyes to haven in
silent prayer as I headed for the car.  I had almost made up my mind that
his family farm was not the most inductive atmosphere for David.  The
problem was he needed an institute.  The type unfortunately that would take
him away from the place where he grew up and knew where he felt safe.
   I drove to the Vicarage, parking the car.  Leticia hearing the car
having a cup of tea ready by the time we entered the kitchen.  David was a
surprise as Bethany and Wilmer sat him down by the stove where it was
warmer.
   I watched as the three got clucky over David, was that jealously I was
feeling?  David had the mind of a child, a gentle one I hoped as he was not
as big or heavy as his siblings, never the less he was a boy growing into a
man's powerful body.
   There had been a phone call from mum with a message there was a problem
with a breakdown with the moving van, being in the shop for repairs today,
they wouldn't be there till tomorrow now.  Well that was a blessing.
   I rang the doctor asking his advice for David, discussing what I
suspected.  He more or less confirmed my suspicions not surprised at what I
found.  He had other advice, about David's pension which I promised to look
into as soon as possible.  I had seen this before in one form or another in
my internship with Father Bob.
   I was grim faced as I returned to the kitchen.  I was surprised to find
David and the girls giggling and laughing at something I had missed.  I
smiled as I came in sitting down as we were having a late sandwich as the
five of us ate.  It was looking like David was staying the knight with us.
   David needed cleaning up bad, with a shave and haircut after a bath.  He
looked and smelt like no one had taken an interest in him since his mum
became sick.
   It was Bethany who took David upstairs to the bathroom.  I had the job
of going through his possessions for clean clothes.  Why should I be
surprised when I found one spare pair of overalls as well as a winter shirt
with winter underwear and two pair of socks plus a heavy jumper and duffel
coat.  All had seen better days.  We would need a trip to the thrifty shop
in the next village shortly.  Well I had to go to the village to sort his
pension.
   Everything was dirty and wet so I fired up the washing machine putting
the lot in except the coat.  I would do that separate.  I went up stairs,
without thinking I walked into the bath room.
   David to my surprise was in the bath.  Bethany was washing David's
unruly hair.  From the looks of the suds in the bath I would say this was
the second time through.
   I realised David was still a late thirty's man with a body like a Greek
athlete.  Yes he had a powerful build but not fat like his brother's, he
had a cock on him like a horse.  Well not quite.  It hung half way down to
his knees and as thick as Bethany's wrist.  I felt suddenly inferior as I
looked at the slack member.
   Bethany was indicating something as she nodded her head to attract my
attention away from his oversize penis.  I had to watch her to work out
what she wanted as I worked it out I went behind her as David had his eyes
shut to stop the soap getting in them from his hair.
   I could see there were welts and bruises on his shoulders and back. 
Some were old and some were new.  Bethany looked at me with sad eyes
shaking her head.  I nodded grimacing what I had suspected being confirmed.
   I sat down on the corner of the bath at the bottom saying.  "David,
after Bethany washed your hair and you've had your bath.  Then you can have
a shave and when you are dry Leticia will give you a haircut."
   "I don't know how." David replied.  "I don't know how." He repeated.  I
looked at Bethany shrugging suggesting.  "You had better show him how to
shave."
   I was called down stairs.  Wilmer was going home for the night because
there weren't enough beds in the vicarage to be respectable with the number
in the house.  I hugged and kissed her before she left.  It was late
afternoon now as I cursed, David had somehow consumed the day.  Not that I
didn't think he deserved it but I had pressing church business to get on
with.
   I could hear a noise from upstairs as I went up as Wilmer left through
the back door.  I entered the bathroom to see a sight.  David was ridged in
the bath.  His head was back on the curved lip of the bath with his feet
jammed in the bottom or plug end.  Bethany was kneeling by the middle
bending over the side.  David's body with his back as straight and ridged
as a pole.  Bethany had both her hands wrapped around his erection with
David's hand over them as he slid his hands up and down his shaft with
hers.
   Bethany looked scared as I went to break it up when David exploded. 
Without a word of a lie the first spurt went two foot in the air, landing
on the porcelain tiles beside the bath as David grunted.  "I'm coming
Mother." That stopped me in my tracks.  "Suck me Mother." as his second,
third and forth spurts sprayed over his upper body then got weaker and
weaker till he was dribbling down over their hands.
   I watched opened mouthed as David's body visibly relaxed in the tub as
he open his eyes looking as if he didn't understand where he was as he
looked down seeing Bethany's hands under his on his wilting erection.  Fear
flashed in his eyes as he realised where he was and what he had done.
   It was Bethany now released putting her cum splattered hands on his
chest reassuring him he was safe.  David went into what I could only
describe as withdrawal.  He seemed to be in a state of panic combined with
fear as I held my hand out in a stop gesture of calm to assure him nothing
would happen to him as he seemed to quieten.
   After a minute or so I asked.  "Are we all clean now on the outside and
inside.  You can get out David.  I will show you how to shave when your
dry." David stood up in the bath with his now slack penis hanging down
between his legs dribbling as Bethany looked at me.  I shrugged saying. 
"You better show him how to dry himself properly as you've shown him
everything else so far."
   Bethany scowled at me as I smiled back as she commanded.  "David get out
onto the mat and I'll dry you." I patted Bethany on the shoulder as she
knelt by the mat as I reassuring her.  "I'll have a talk with David about
his behaviour after I have a shower."
   Without thinking I stripped out of my wet clothes stepping into the
shower.  I don't think David had ever seen a shower as he stood fascinated
watching me shower through the clear glass screen as Bethany dried him
down. She did seem to spend a little time around his crutch I noticed.
   I was out in a few minutes feeling better as I began drying myself.  I
finished as Bethany was finishing with David's hair which was now totally
unruly.  "There." I proclaimed.  "All clean David, that is called a shower
as I powdered myself then slipped my dressing gown on.  David was smiling.
I had to smile because his sideburns and his fuzzy unruly hair making him
look a little like a fuzzy wuzzy ape man.
   Bethany powdered David then put the spare robe on him.  It of course was
a little small and short.  We laughed, though I'm sure David didn't
understand.
   I set about showing David how to shave.  I thought the best way was to
let him do it himself.  Bethany had left, I assume to go to her room to get
out of her wet clothes.
   David was fascinated with the razor.  I imagined he used scissors before
at home.  I showed him how to use the shaving cream side by side as I did
my face then he did his.  He thought this great fun as he giggled with the
feeling of the foam as he worked it into his facial hair.
   I gave him my used razor so there would be less fuss as I knew this was
going to be a drama.  I demonstrated how to stroke the razor.  David
giggled like a little girl as he could see his skin where the razor had
been with the first stroke.  I showed him how to wash the razor in the hot
water in the sink then make another stroke.
   The straight parts were easy as David began to get the idea.  Then we
worked our way round the harder parts like his top lip.  I showed him how
to hold the razor at an angle correcting his arm when it was not right. 
Yes we had a few cuts.  I don't think David felt them with the excitement
of the new experience.
   I think seeing his face clean for the first time fascinated him as he
giggled as he pulled faces.  I could only laugh at his antics in the big
mirror as I went back to finishing shaving myself.
   I was lost in my thoughts as I was finishing off when I felt something
tug at my robe.  I thought David must have opened the draw as I eased back
away.
   I felt a hand clamp around my penis, I thought Bethany had slipped back
into the bathroom without me noticing.  I felt that warm wet hollow feeling
as I looked down in amazement registering David wasn't there.  I expected
to see Bethany sucking my now fast rising erection to see it was David's
fuzzy wuzzy hair fastened to my now full erection.
   I couldn't believe it was David as I stiffened with excitement.  I still
expected to find Bethany.  'Oh god no.' I groaned as I reached down to
clamp my hands each side of David's head as I tried to push him back.  I
heard him protest then felt my balls being squeezed harder as I felt teeth
on my shaft.
   I eased my grip on his head resulting in David continuing.  My erection
going deeper and deeper as I groaned.  For a simple man he was doing the
best blow job I ever had.  "Oh David." I groaned realising I was hanging
onto his ears now as I was ramming my hips into David's head as I was
cumming so quick.  "David." I groaned and let loose with one of the hardest
climaxes I could remember.
   David was holding my bum cheeks fiercely I realised, forcing me in as
deep as he could.  I was sinking to my knees as he followed me down.  After
some time I finally managed to lift his head off me.  "God David why did
you do that?" He lifted his head swallowing, he smiled with a grin I had
never seen before which made me realise there was a real person under the
facade we saw as David.
   "I like you Father." Well I was floored.  It took me some time to
recover as I asked.  Who taught you to suck a man's penis like that David?"
He looked up fearful without saying a word.  "Was it one of your brothers
David?" Now I seen real fear in his face as he looked around nervously.
   "It's all right David no one will hurt you here." I patted his head to
reassure him.  "Who was it David?" He was reluctant as he looked up at me
as I prodded him.  "Was it Adam?" He looked up at me as if shocked I knew.
Well it wasn't too hard to work out.  David nodded as I went on.  "Did he
beat you too David?" He nodded saying.  "If I didn't suck him he would beat
me." I nodded.  I had suspected as much when I saw the marks and bruises on
his back.
   "Now David I want you to tell me about you and your mum.  You and your
mum were playing with your penis David?" He looked at me strange as if he
didn't understand so I tried again.  Did your mum touch you like you made
Bethany do in the bath tonight?"
   David was quite for some time.  "David you can tell me because I'm your
priest.  I can't tell anyone else unless you say I can.  Do you understand
or God will strike me down."
   This seem to work as he looked into my face asking.  "You promise
Father?" I nodded as I asked the question different again.  Did your mum
play with your dick David?" He nodded as I asked another.  "When would she
do that David?" He looked around again to check we were alone then
answered. "Sometimes when we were alone in the kitchen when she gave me a
bath when they had gone to bed."
   I assume 'they' meant his brothers and wives.  I nodded asking another
as gently as I could.  "Did your mum let you lay on top of her so you could
stick your erection inside her?" David looked at me strangely as I asked
again.  "Did your mum let you push your dick inside her?" He was a little
apprehensive as he hesitated then nodded.  "When and where did you do it
David?" I patted his shoulder as if I understood.
   "I would sneak into her bedroom when she wanted me after they went to
bed.  If they were up I would sneak in through the window when she left it
open for me.  Mum would take me to bed and hold my dick real tight and open
her legs letting me push it inside her as far as I could.  I had to put
grease on first so she was slippery then push it in till it was right in."
   He didn't know if that was what I needed to know but went on. 
"Sometimes I would go to sleep on her then have to run back to the barn
real quick before they woke up." He had a smile on his face as he
remembered then tears.  I squeezed his shoulder again trying to transmit my
feeling to him as I said.  "David why don't we say a prayer for your mum
together."
   We were on our knees as I bowed my head with my hands clasped in prayer.
David had followed my lead as I said a simple prayer for his mum as I heard
him following me as I waited for him between sentience's.  I struck on an
idea adding to the prayer.  "I will not tell a sole what I did with Father
Andrew tonight nor what Mum and I did together in the bath or bed or what
Adam made me do in the barn when he beat me."
   When we finished he looked at me as I spoke sternly.  "You can't tell
David promise?" He nodded as I explained.  "When we are together alone we
will discuss this again but it might not be tonight or tomorrow or the next
day as we are going to be very busy.  I will let you know." He smiled not
thinking of his mum now.
   "Come on David, Bethany wants to have a shower before dinner too.  clean
your teeth quickly." He smiled as we got to our feet.  David was the little
boy again as his eyes sparkled as I gave him an old tooth brush and
toothpaste to use.
   I was grateful he didn't need much teaching as he seemed to know his way
about the toothbrush as he quickly cleaned his teeth.  It was the spitting
down the sink he needed guidance with as I showed him how to cup his hand
under the running water to fill and wash his mouth.
   "Good boy David." I praised him as I opened the door shouting down the
stairs.  "Bathroom's free." Leticia called up.  "Bethany's in my shower
down here." I laughed as I took David into my room to change.  I don't
think he had seen such a big bedroom seeing the size of my double bed with
built in wardrobes.
   I went looking for clothes for David.  I turned back to see David
looking at the jar of Vaseline on the nightstand.  I could see the sparkle
of recognition as I realised I was having sex with someone.  Even David
could work that out.
   I threw him my biggest pair of shorts from the drawers in the built in
robe.  They were too small.  I apologised to David explaining my clothes
were too small for him.  We would have to wait for the washer and dryer to
finish as we went down to the kitchen.
   Leticia was in the kitchen fussing over the pots on the stove as she
looked up as we came in.  "About time." She complained as she looked at
David saying.  "Come on David.  I'll give you a hair cut before dinner. 
She pulled out a chair from the table placing it in the middle of the slate
floor.  Grabbing a folded sheet she sat David down placing the sheet over
him tying it about his neck.
   She went to work on him using her fingers as a depth gauge as his locks
began tumbling onto the floor around him.  I kept up a conversation with
David as I quizzed him about his likes and dislikes.
   David of course loved his mother's cooking.  We laughed when he told us
his sister in laws couldn't cook very well.  I extracted from him where he
slept which was in a corner of the hayloft.
   Leticia and I looked at each other.  She obviously knew about the
bruises and marks on his back from Beth.  When she had finished with his
locks she began trimming him which made him look more like a human being.
   By the time Bethany came out in her dressing gown Leticia was finished.
She gasped seeing the new David.  She rushed over wrapping her arms around
his shoulders hugging him telling him how handsome he looked now rushing
off to get a mirror.
   Leticia was dishing up as Bethany was showing David his image in the
mirror.  I could see the excitement in his eyes.  I was pleased as we were
called to the table.  We had to show David how to say grace as I explained
it was a little prayer to thank God for the food on the table.  Explaining
to David that a lot of our food was donated by the good people of the
parish around us, we were also thanking God for their kindness.
   Dinner was pleasant.  David was fascinated by the modern gadgets in the
house as he was by the light and power.  His table manners were a little on
the rough side as Bethany guided him through the meal as she sat beside him
as he sat by me on the side with Leticia on my other.
   This was the first visitor we had had since I had taken up residency. 
We lingered over our cup of tea as David had Milo as he didn't like tea. 
We had tried to work out how far David's education had progressed as
Bethany sat with David on the settee in the lounge room with the electric
heater reading a children's book.  David seem to know the fundamentals as
he could read some of the simpler words.  His mother must have taught him
as I didn't see David going to school.
   The dryer finally finished as Leticia emptied it calling David.  She
handed him a pair of his long underwear to put on.  She gasped as David
slid into the garment exposing himself.  "David." She scolded.g "You should
have turned your back.  That thing of yours would give a girl heat
failure." She was smiling as she led him back into the lounge room.
   I rang Mum about nine.  She was excited she would be here tomorrow. 
Bethany and Leticia spoke to the three at the other end.  Everyone was
looking forward to tomorrow.  There was no mention of David's problems. 
The girls would find out tomorrow when they arrived.
   Too soon it was bedtime.  We would sleep in our own rooms tonight as we
said goodnight to each other.  Leticia went off to her flat beside the
kitchen as we made our way upstairs.  We made David comfortable in his room
tucking him in.  I don't think he could believe it.  Sleeping in such a
large room on his own.  I went straight to sleep as it had been a full day.
   I was in dream land as I felt something that didn't quite wake me up. 
It must have been Bethany spooning into me.  I almost surfaced again later
as I was slipping into her body.  I put my arm over her drawing her to me
as I groaned.
   That was what woke me as I groaned louder as I realised Bethany had
slipped me up her rear.  She was back against me now as my erection was
deep inside her as I woke slowly.  "God darling you feel good." I felt the
base of my shaft being squeezed as something was wrong.
   I froze when I realised she had no tits as I felt around feeling a solid
erection.  "David." I hissed, "What are you doing?" It was quite then I
felt my erection being squeezed again as he moved up and down on me.  "Fuck
me Father." I heard the faint whisper.  I tried to pull out then felt a
firm hand reach back stopping me.  "No one will know Father.  I won't
tell."
   God I was tempted, as my child hood friend flashed into my mind.  He was
my cousin and my best friend.  I was twelve, he was fourteen as we had this
little hidey hole we called it in his cellar.  We had made a clubhouse out
of it with old carpets for curtain walls and floor.  We knew if anyone was
coming as it was in behind the stairs.
   I remember him wanking my dick till I exploded then I had to wank his
till he came.  Boy after that we were at it whenever we could.  I remember
the first time he sucked me off, I came and came in his mouth.  Then he
made me do him.  I didn't like the taste of his cum but I got used to it. I
also remember the first time he stuck his dick up my bum, God it hurt till
he spat on it then it slipped straight in, hurting like the devil.
   We progressed to using fat from the larder in a jar, greasing up our
bums and dicks.  We learnt very quickly how to ease our erections into each
other slowly and then when we were inside finding the fun it was as we
pounded in and out till we came.
   I was smiling as I felt David squeeze me tightly.  God he felt good. 
"All right David not a word it's a secret." I whispered back as I felt him
move up and down on me.  "Oh fuck David, that is just beautiful."
   I clamped my hands on David's hips then rolled us over as I lay on top
drawing his bum up so I could get at him easier as I held his hip with one
hand then his erection with the other.
   I began to push in and out, as David moved his bum up and down.  God I
was in heaven.  He had a beautiful ass as I began slamming my hips into him
like the old days.  David was making a noise so I slid my hand around his
mouth as I felt his erection getting harder.
   I had my head down over his shoulder as I felt his hips swivel back and
forth in time with my thrusts.  I was poking my tongue into his ear as I
felt him begin to shudder.  He groaned long and loud as I held him tightly
as he began squirting into the bed.  I couldn't help myself as his
squeezing anus muscle took me over the edge as I thrust hard exploding deep
inside him.
   We lay there for so long as I held his now slack penis as I felt him
squeeze mine still embedded inside him as I was shrinking.  I groaned as I
slipped out.  I switched the bedside lamp on to see the hole I was just
buried in as I bent over kissing David's bum cheek.  "Thank you David." I
whispered.  "That was beautiful.  Thank you."
   David rolled onto his side grinning with pleasure as I pulled hand
towels from the drawer, cleaning myself up handing one to David as he wiped
his bum then his wilting penis.  I put my finger to my lips as in silence
as David nodded.  Then I pointed back to his room.  David nodded slipping
quietly out of the room like a shadow.
   I shook my head as I cleaned up the bed where David's semen wet the
sheet.  I went back to bed with a towel over the wet patch feeling good. 
God what was I doing.  I worried as an image of the bishop kicking my arse
out of the church was very vivid.
   There was a hand stroking my arm under the bed sheets waking me as I
groaned.  It was still dark outside.  "No David I groaned." I heard a
giggle as I realised it was Bethany spooned into me.  "What are you doing
here?" I whispered.  "The same thing as David." She retorted.  I stiffened
as I put my arms around her explaining.
   "David sneak in and cuddle up like you.  He put Rover right up his bum
while I slept.  When I woke up I was about to cum." She was quite for a
while then commented.  "It took you a long time to wake up, you two moaned
and groaned for ages." I said nothing for a while then felt her squeeze my
arm.
   "I'm sorry Bethany he felt so wonderful I couldn't help myself, like
when I'm inside your rear." She wiggled her bum.  "Bethany." I protested.
She giggled in reply.
   She turned over in my arms as I felt her slip Rover in between her legs
for safe keeping as she called it.  when she spoke she was serious.  "I
want to try him." She kissed me to reassure me as she continued.  "I want
you there just in case." We were quite for a while as I was getting harder
again.  "Bethany, You shore?" I felt her nod.  "When." I asked.  There was
another pause.  "Now?"
   I nodded.  I could see her logic.  Tonight the house would be full with
mum and the girls back.  I nodded as she squeezed her legs.  I rolled her
onto her back as I felt her legs open as I explained.  "I had better open
you up and get you sloppy if we are going to let David loose on you." She
giggled as I slowly pushed in as I was dribbling as I told her.
   "David was being abused by his elder brother.  He beat him if he didn't
suck his dick or let him ram his arse.  Probably been doing it for years
before he was married." I let it sink in adding.  "You can't tell." I
warned her as I went on.
   "His mother was using him as well.  Like in the bath or she would let
him into her bedroom through the window of a night letting him lay on her
body in bed.  I assume she missed her husband, using David as a surrogate,
he kept the secret from everyone."
   We were quite for a while as I worked in and out deeper and deeper till
Bethany climaxed as I added.  "It's a secret." I felt her nod as I rammed
in and out of her till I exploded.  "Fuck that boy makes me hard." She
giggled saying.  "I don't blame you, he makes me hard as well." We both
laughed as we lay there.
   It was Bethany.  "We haven't told you.  Father Jamie died while he was
chock a block up a boy, pumping him full of sperm, when his heart failed."
I was shocked at the news as I said.  "I thought he was out walking in the
woods when he had the attack."
   Bethany laughed saying.  "Sort of, what a way to go." I nodded asking.
"How." "Well we had just finished Mabon, the autumn equinox ceremony.  Most
had gone home except those off in the woods having their little bit of fun.
Father Jamie was Bi.  He liked boys more than girls, mind you he kept us
girls happy as well.  The boy came back without father Jamie distressed. 
We concocted the story that he was out walking collapsing, being brought
back to the vicarage where he expired.  The doctor signed the certificate,
nothing more became of it."
   We were quite for a time till Bethany squeezed me announcing.  "I'm
ready.  Get him Adam."
   There was excitement in her voice as I slipped out of bed to the door. I
didn't want to switch on any lights to draw attention to the comings and
goings in the vicarage.  The door to David's room was ajar as I slipped in.
I could see his head on the pillow with the glow from the electric clock on
the bedside table.
   I hovered over him, gently kissing him on the lips till he stirred
opening his eyes.  "David." I whispered.  "It's Father Andrew.  Get up lad,
I have a job for you." I had felt David's body go stiff till he realised
where he was and it was me.  "Come on David, I have a surprise and it's a
secret, understand." I pulled the bedclothes back as I reached in I
squeezed his penis as I could feel it getting hard.  I grinned as I eased
him out of bed.
   I led him by the hand, feeling his other hand slide round my naked
waist. I think he thought I was going to bare my bum for him as his hand
slipped down feeling my cheek.  I drew him into my bedroom where he saw
Bethany in bed from the digital electric clock's glowing face as I closed
the door.
   His hand left my bum in anticipation.  "Would you like to get into bed
with Bethany David?" He nodded.  "Get into bed then David." I urged him. 
David hesitated saying.  "I got to get it first." I was puzzled as he
suddenly pulled away turning to the bedside table fumbling in the dark.  He
came back with the jar of Vaseline as Bethany pulled the blankets back off
her body, he could see she was naked ready.
   David gave an excited gasp as he climbed in over Bethany legs as she
opened them wide for him in the near dark.  We watched as David greased his
erection from the jar.  Wiping his hand on Bethany's crutch then on the
sheets looking down at Bethany he gave a guttural moan as he lay down on
her hips.
   To my surprise he went onto his elbows as he tried to line her up.  "Put
me in mum." He whispered as Bethany slid her hand down between them
Gasping. "Hell David it's enormous.  Take it easy."
   David seemed gentle as he worked his exposed head into Bethany's
entrance as she moaned and groaned as she tried to wiggle her hips around
his entering head.
   "Be gentle David till you get inside.  Bethany is not used to your size
like your mum was." David stopped as Bethany took control as she stroked
his face.  "Just push in and out a little slowly.  That's it, a little
harder darling." Bethany groaned saying.  "See it's going in a bit now a
bit further." Bethany grunted saying.  "Oh god stop a minute."
   David stopped.  "Now David push back and forward a little where you are,
then watch my reaction and if I'm not groaning in pain push a little harder
till I do groan in pain then back off a bit now give it a try."
   I was surprised David had so much control and patients.  I think if I
was in his position...  No I would be the same.  Again I felt an affinity
with David.  Not because we made love but there was something about him
that got to me.
   "Oh yes David.  That's it, a little harder.  Oh dam that's it.  Oh David
it's almost in, keep doing it just like that." David was kind of giggling
as he worked into Bethany.  "David concentrate." It was Bethany being
serious bringing David into line.
   She groaned loudly saying.  "Not that hard David, a bit softer.  That's
the boy, like that, it will go in shortly.  Just stretch me slowly.  When
your older like me your skin takes longer to stretch than when your young."
   I was sitting on the bed now watching the spectacle as David's bum
moving with little back and forward motions, as Bethany said.  "Now you got
that right David, I'm going to put my legs over yours." I watched them as
they sorted themselves out as David went back to work.  Bethany was open
wider now as David grunted.  "Hold still David, it's going in."
   Bethany was groaning as she swivelled her hips slowly around then
settled.  "I can feel you going in David.  Your stretching me wide open
with your big dick." She was quite for a minute then.  "Can you feel it
going in slowly David?" David giggled, I smiled.  God I wished it was me
pushing into her, I had had my turn.  I remembering how tight she felt as
her vagina stretched around me.
   Bethany looked up at me gasping.  "He's almost half way in.  God stop
David." Bethany panted, they lay there for a few minutes then.  "All right
David push in and out a little now."
   I could hardly see his bum move in the dim light.  "That's right David,
pull out a little more." Now I could see David's bum began moving as he
grunted as he slid back in.  I smiled as I could see David pull out further
and further as he pushed back into Bethany.
   "Push in a little further David." It was Bethany as I could see she was
getting animated.  "Oh David." I heard her grunt as David slid in again. 
Bethany was being stretched now as I could see her back arching under him.
It was happening.  I smiled.
   "Fuck David." She groaned.  "How much more." David was grunting now as I
thought to myself.  'look out Bethany.' Bethany howled as David pushed in.
Then pulled back almost out.
   I didn't know we were making so much noise as a robed figure appeared
beside the bed.  It was Leticia coming to see what was going on.  I think
she was just as mesmerised as I, seeing Bethany under David as she was
shrieking in climax as David's arse moved up and down now which looked to
be about six inches.
   I pulled Leticia down beside me as I open her robe lifting her nightie
as I pushed my hand into her crutch as she groaned as I stroked her
clitoris as I felt her legs open for me.
   I was surprised to feel Leticia was wet already.  The noise must have
been obvious.  I tried to lift her nightie from behind.  "On your knees
darling." I commanded.  Leticia lifted off as I slid to my knees on the
rug. I was ripping my dressing gown off then my shorts as I reached for her
dressing gown.
   Leticia was naked in a flash as I bent her over the side of the bed as I
fumbled with my erection feeling for her opening.  I groaned with relief as
I slipped in then worked in and out slowly going deeper as I worked
Leticia's clitoris hard.
   I think the vibes the two on the bed were giving off made us mad with
sexual desire.  David was rising and falling with what I perceived a full
length now.  In the back of my mind I was amazed she could take all nine
inches of him.
   I could see Bethany had dragged David's head down kissing him
passionately as their heads were locked together as she was screaming into
his mouth with every thrusting stroke he made into her depths as I heard
him groan loudly.
   I could feel Leticia shuddering on my erection as she climaxed hard
bringing me on as I spurted strongly.  The two on the bed went quite as we
could hear them breathing heavily as Bethany began moaning.  "Get it out
David for fuck sake.  She screamed as David sat up on his legs pulling out
of her as Bethany unwound her legs from his.
   She used the towel on the bed to wipe herself as I reached around
Leticia for a towel in the bottom drawer if the bedside drawers.  We wiped
ourselves as we parted.  Leticia kissed us all as she recovered her night
wear heading for the bathroom naked.
   We had an arrangement to leave the bathroom light on for the rest of the
night to confuse people if they noticed.
   I climbed into the bed with Bethany sandwiched between us going to sleep
as it was almost dawn.
   We slept in till eight.  We were rushing now as there was three naked
bodies in the bathroom as we showered David then we shaved together, as I
touched up the parts he missed.
   David looked a dag in his overalls and gumboots as the three of us were
ready to leave as I gave instructions to Wilmer who had just arrived laying
out our plans for the day.  David of course would take up the major part of
the morning as we drove out of the yard heading for the doctors.
   I had booked David in for a check up.  When he saw the bruises and scars
on David's back and arms he took photos.  We agreed nothing would be done
unless it was necessary.  I could see in the future the doctor and I were
going to be good friends.  No...  Very good friends.
   Next it was the thrifty shop in the next village over.  In an hour we
had decked David out in three new sets of clothes with one pair of work
boots and one pair of shoes.
   I have never seen anyone so pleased at the change in his life.  We had a
slave for life.
   Then it was the social services office.  David's payments would go into
an account which I was responsible for as his honorary ward.  That would
fix his brothers waggon.
   We were back by lunch.  I phoned the doctor to report our proress. 
After a call came in that Mum and the girls were leaving.  They would be
here by dinner time.  I had decided I would go pick them up from the
station so they didn't have to catch the bus.
   Over lunch the four of us mulled over the problem of accommodation.  We
had a garage out back in the yard plus a lean too beside the shed designed
to house four cars backed into the back wall but that was open on three
side with a tool shed at the other end.  The tool-shed was just big enough
for a small narrow bed.  Not big enough for a bedroom.
   It was decided Bethany would open her cottage, taking David with her as
a temporary arrangement relieving the pressure on the vicarage.  David
would be put to work, cleaning up around the church grounds.  The lawns, I
mean the grass around the church being the first casualty.
   I set David up with the old mower, well it was an old self propelled
type.  A parishioner in the past had donated it when she become too old to
do her lawns herself.
   I showed him how to check the oil then put the petrol in from the can
then demonstrated how to mow as I had used the mower last week on the back
lawn behind the vicarage.  Well David was in heaven as he took off towards
the church.  He was going to start against the church walls working out as
I suggested.
   Beth and I were off to the next on the list.  Two elderly sisters living
on their own and an elderly couple not far down the road from them.  We
were stopped a number of times as Bethany introduced me to villagers we met
along the way.
   Beth was sore this morning, as I laughed at her discomfort.  We were
chatting to one village lady who was out in her garden with a friend who
was visiting.  Her friend and her young family had been touring on their
holidays.  They were staying in the back yard of the villager in their
caravan.
   As we walked away I explained to Bethany that would solve our lack of
bedroom problems at the vicarage.  The remainder of the walk back was taken
up discussing where we could find a caravan, preferably on loan and put it
in the back yard under the car port for David to sleep in.
   It was getting on when we arrived back.  I got ready to go pick up the
girls from the station.  I grinned as David was still out with the mower as
I drove away.  Yes he was doing a great job.  I was pleased as David
consumed my thoughts.  I asked Bethany this afternoon, if the boy that
Father Jamie was plugging was still around?
   It turns out he was.  His name was Christopher, he worked on a farm a
way out but lived closer on the village outskirts on the other side.  I
suggested to Bethany maybe Christopher would be good company for David as
they had the same things in common?  Beth agreed looking at me with a smile
agreeing it was a good idea.
   The train was a little late.  I didn't mind as the three women alighted
to my welcoming arms.  I was so glad to see mother hugging her tightly. 
The girls carried overnight bags which fitted in the trunk of the car with
the boot lid open.  Margery and Sherrill were excited to be back home in
the fold after their little holiday in the city.  I could not thank them
enough for their effort.
   Dinner was ready as we had a little trouble fitting everyone around the
table with two on corners.  we were a happy group as we laughed and chatted
through the meal.  We were happy to be finally together.  I remarked we
would need a larger kitchen table and to keep their eyes and ears open.
   We made plans.  There was going to be choir practice tomorrow night
which there were a handful promised to attend when contacted.  I was
pleased my plans were coming together as I made a note in my diary.  I had
a full day tomorrow.
   By nine o'clock Leticia, Mum and I found ourselves alone.  Margery and
Sherrill were tired leaving early then Bethany took David with her.  I
remarked I felt lonely as Mum and Leticia laughed.  I rang Father Bob to
tell him I had mum with us now giving him the general news of what I was up
to.  His advice was not to try and do too much too early.  I grinned down
the phone.  Yes he was right of course but I was keen.
   Leticia retired to her room as she rarely stayed up late unless it was
important.  I think Mum was a little surprised to see me kiss her
affectionately good night.
   "Come on Mum let's go to bed." It had been two weeks as we lay in bed
with Mum spooned into me.  I had greased us up and I was sliding in
smoothly.  "I missed you Andrew, did you miss me?" I hugged her telling
her. "I missed her terribly." Then I added.  "The girls made sure I was not
too lonely without you." I felt her stiffen as I stroked in and out slowly
saying.  Come on Mum I have to keep them happy too or it won't work as well
as it does.  You know your number one."
   I began to make her happy as she groaned with manipulation as I eased
back and forward sliding in.  Mum came quicker tonight than previously.  We
lay in each other's arms after our climaxes.  I told her what was going on
with David and his abuse by his brother.  I told her how he had slipped
into my bed waking me as I climaxed into his body.  I confessed how I felt
about David wanting to look after his wellbeing with the plans I now had
for him.
   I think Mum was surprised when I told her he was built like a dam
donkey. She giggled then was quite when I told her Bethany tried him last
night and screamed the house down with both pain and pleasure.
   Mum was quite as I told her David liked boys as well as girls.  That I
was trying to find a 'friend' for him but David didn't know.  I told her
how some of the parishioners would need my personal attention from time to
time, to not let it interfere with her feeling for me as it was my job as I
saw it.
   I told her how I felt about Bethany, how if she had been younger I would
take her for my wife.  I don't know how mum felt about that as mum was a
good six years younger than Bethany.  In other words I was telling her she
had to share me.
   I think she began to realise life in the vicarage was going to be more
complicated than she imagined.  I made it clear though Mum was in charge of
the vicarage as a substitute for my wife.
   The next morning seemed different at breakfast.  We were both in our
robes after showering having a quickie before getting out of bed.  Mum
seemed more shore of herself than I could remember.  She was laughing and
chatting with Leticia as if they had been lifelong friends.  I smiled.
   My first chore for the day was not a pleasant one, as Bethany and I
headed for the Oxley farm.  I sought out Adam taking him aside.  I told him
some home truths about him looking at a substantial jail time if word got
out about his sexual abuse of David.
   I pointed out if there was any trouble from him or any of his family
towards David or ourselves in the future he would find the law on his
doorstep.  I finished by informing him I would be David's legal guardian in
future.  We took our leave of the Oxley farm, hoping never to return.
   We were silent as we drove to our next destination.  It was an elderly
couple on a small farm who couldn't get to church.  I performed a service
in their kitchen being blessed for our kindness being loaded up with
vegetables and fruit.
   Our next stop was on the outskirts of the village where I had not yet
been, where Christopher lived with his mum.  I could see immediately his
mother was apprehensive when she saw my black clothes and collar.  Bethany
introduced me to Janice, Christopher's mum.
   I shook her hand putting her at ease as I explained the situation with
David.  How David had the mind of a young teenage boy, finding it difficult
to make friends with his own age.  I was wondering if Christopher would
like to meet David to see how the two would get along.
   The look of relief on Janice's face was priceless, I think she thought
there was something unfinished from the Father Jamie business.  She had
heard of David of course, never having met him as he had rarely been seen
outside the farm.
   In confidence I explained to Janice that David would not be going back
to the farm after his mum's death.  We at the vicarage had take the
responsibility for his wellbeing in the future.  That was enough
information.  Now David's presence would be explained around the vicarage
to the villages satisfaction.
   Yes it would be a sensation for a day or two then die off to another bit
of old village gossip.  Actually I had a purpose for it to get around so I
might dig up an old caravan for David to live in.
   I smiled at Bethany as we drove away.  She reached across squeezing my
arm as we headed back to the vicarage.
   I was impressed at the work David had done.  The church lawn's were
almost finished.  After lunch I would teach him how to use the whipper
sniper.  Life was on the improve.
   The moving van was driving out as we pulled in.  the girls were there
fussing about as Bethany went to help.  Mum seemed to be in charge
directing David to help carry the heavier items upstairs.
   I went into the office to write up my dairy.  The bishop would want to
see it when I went to see him in three weeks time.  I realised I was
letting my fear of the Bishop run my life.  I shook my head as I could hear
the carrying on outside as I looked around.  Then it hit me.  I stood up
walking around the office smiling.  I opened the door calling for Bethany.
   I explained my idea of putting the camp bed in my office for David
temporary.  I smiled at her as she smiled back.  Bethany had told me David
and herself had slept together last night with her wrapped in his arms. 
She was too sore to do anything but confessed she first masturbated then
sucked him before they went to sleep.
   We sent David to find the fold up camp bed in amongst the stuff piled in
the foyer and hallway from Mum's.  We moved the desk in the office around
so the back corner was free to lay out the camp bed with one of the little
bedside tables with a lamp.
   David was pleased he had a bedroom in the house.  I promised him I was
trying to find a caravan which we would put in the back yard under the
carport of his own to stretch out in.  David didn't quite know what I meant
as I assured him he would have his privacy.  I winked at him, I think he
realised I was looking after him, though he probably could not see it at
the moment.
   Lunch was late but animated as we explained how things worked in the big
bad world to David who had no conception of money or the cost of living. 
We had promised to explain it to him in detail when we had free time after
dinner tonight.
   It was back to work for Bethany and I.  We were going further and
further afield with our visits.  Bethany had made a list from the past
rolls.  All the parishioners were too old or incapacitated to make it to
church.
   We returned loaded with vegetables.  I was becoming familiar with the
way things worked here in the country.  It was beating the hell out of the
city.  We had almost a fortnights supply now for the vicarage.
   Dinner was early tonight as there was choir practice.  We were
explaining just finishing when there was a knock on the front door.  I
answered to find a women there I had seen in the congregation last Sunday.
I pointed the way to the church explaining Wilmer was on her way.
   Even as I spoke the outside light over the side door of the church came
on as the door was open.  I shut the front door as the woman hurried off. I
would put in an appearance later as I wanted to fill out my diary first.
   I could hear the women, even David laughing as they were washing up. 
Leticia wanted to join the choir practice.  I heard them go off as I worked
away hearing a knock at the front door again.  I sighed as I went to answer
it.
   To my surprise there was a young man standing there.  "You looking for
the choir." I enquired.  I was surprised when he shook his head saying. 
"Mum said you wanted to see me Father." I was taken back as my mind raced.
"I'm Christopher." He added as the penny dropped.
   I smiled as I opened the door wide, inviting him in.  He took of his
shoes and coat in the foyer as I closed the door.  As he stood there I was
impressed with his looks and physique.  I could understand Father taking an
interest in the boy, well he was nineteen or so.  I held my hand out
shaking his warmly as I introduced myself.
   I lead him into the now empty lounge where there were two lounge chairs
side by side at an angle with a small coffee table in between for personal
one on one conversations as I sat him down.  I smiled at him as I started.
"I assume your Mum told you about David?" He nodded as I asked.  "Do you
know David?" He shook his head as I nodded.  "David is thirty eight.  He
has hardly set foot outside the farm.  I assume his mother took him
shopping with her sometimes when he was younger so he would come into the
village occasionally but no further."
   I looked at Christopher smiling as I built up courage.  "Christopher I
don't wish to open old wounds but did you like Father Jamie and what you
were doing together?" Christopher turned bright red as I put my hand across
on his knee saying.  "I'm sorry Christopher but it is important that I know
if Father Jamie didn't have to force you to do what you were doing
together."
   I reassured him a number of times as he calmed.  "Did you like doing it
Christopher?" He nodded blushing again as I rubbed his knee to calm him. 
"Thank you for telling me Christopher.  Whatever we talk about is private
between us."
   He nodded as I smiled my reassuring smile as I paused looking at him
serious.  "Christopher what I am about to tell you is also private between
you and I as well you understand."
   He nodded as I grimaced at what I was about to divulge because it went
against my training.  "Christopher, David is like you.  You understand?  He
likes to have interaction with another man like you.  I thought you two
might like to be shall we say, friends."
   I paused to let it sink in.  Christopher was looking at me intently,
there was a gleam in his eyes.  I smiled.  "Would you like to meet David
Christopher?"
   He nodded trying not to smile as he nodded his head a little too hard as
I smiled in return saying.  "Now David is not real smart, you understand.
He has never been to school, not being able to read and write properly.  He
was born like that and will never be smart like other adults.  He has to be
taught everything from scratch, understand?"
   Christopher nodded as he confided blushing.  "It's all right Father I'm
not that smart either." I smiled nodding.  I had suspected so, priests
tended to zero in on the type.
   "Christopher, what you will like about David is his equipment.  It's
nine inches long when it's hard." Well his eyes lit up as I nodded
confirming adding.  "That will make you moan and groan." I was surprised as
Chris giggled.  I squeezed his knee patting it.  I had chosen well by the
looks of it as I added.  "I know you will treat him kindly Christopher, he
has had a rough time at home."
   We were quite for a while as I let the lad digest the information till
he looked at me as I smiled saying.  "Well I suppose you'll be wanting to
meet David." He flashed a dazzling smile at me as I took his hand in mine
standing up I shook it warmly.
   "Not a word now Chris, not a word.  Just between us." I warned him as I
guided him out into the hall for his shoes then out through the the rear
door into the night where there was a path to the side door of the church.
   We could hear the organ with singing from the back yard as we drew
closer.  I smiled as some of the voices sounded beautiful as we entered the
building.
   We stood in the shadows outside the office listening as I whispered to
Chris.  "Do you sing Chris?" He nodded smiling.  I nodded saying.  "Not
now, look after David first." He nodded as I motioned him to stay, then I
stepped out of the shadows into the Crossing where the group were gathered
round the organ announcing myself.  "Good evening ladies and gentlemen."
   This got their attention as Wilmer stopped as I looked at David standing
by the organ saying.  "Sorry to interrupt.  David can I see you please." As
David came forward I nodded to Wilmer as Bethany looked at me as I smiled
saying.  "Won't be a minute.  Carry on."
   I turned my back as I could see David was following.  I lead David into
the shadows waiting for him to catch up as he could see the young man now
as I introduced them.  "David this is Chris, Chris this is David.  Now boys
follow me."
   The man and boy shook hands as I turned heading back towards the
Vicarage.  They were quite as we walked guiding them in the back door of
the vicarage into the kitchen.
   I looked at David announcing.  "David you have your first visitor, sit
him down, make him a cup of whatever he likes then sit at the table and
talk." I emphasised the word talk as I winked at Chris saying.  "You might
have to show him Chris.  The tea, coffee and Milo is there and theirs
cookies there." I went to the sideboard getting down the stone jar Leticia
kept there for our use.
   David was a little lost as I smiled at him assuring him.  "Chris is
going to be your fiend David, you and he have a lot in common." David
smiled looking at him as I said.  "I'm off to sing in the choir, you two
get to know each other."
   I left them to it as I smiled as I strode back to the church.  They were
in the middle of a hymn as I came in closing the door.  There was about ten
there, all women now David had left.  I joined them finishing the hymn.
   We spent an hour going through the group finding a balance as we
practised the hymns for next Sunday.  The group were quite good to my
surprise.  Three had exceptional voices like angels as we practices with
them singing there part as the choir was silent.  They sounded beautiful as
I wandered round the church listening from the nave, the body of the
church.
   After practice the members were invited to the vicarage for supper as
Leticia ducked out first.  I discussed with the women different aspects of
church singing to get maximum affect so they understood what I was trying
to achieve.
   Supper in the lounge of the vicarage was pleasant and cosy after the
cold old church.  Leticia had made a batch of scones.  The boys were
relegated to the end of the kitchen table as she worked, now the boys were
sitting with another mug of tea and Milo with scones jammed and creamed.
   They were talking about the farms.  It was common ground for them.  I
was pleased it seemed to have worked.  It was half ten when the women left.
I had to remind Chris he had to get up for work in the morning.
   We settled down with preparations for bed.  David slept in his underwear
as I had forgotten night attire at the shop.  I don't think David minded as
he snuggle down for the night as I urged him to stay in his own bed with
Mum here.
   I slept with Mum again.  She was a little tender after this morning so
we just spooned together going to sleep.
   David was coming out of the toilet and bathroom between Leticia's room
and the kitchen as I entered the kitchen.  Leticia sent him back to wash
his hands before he sat at the table.
   David was enthusiastic about his new friend Christopher as he waded
through a bowl of porridge for breakfast.  I'm sure David would have never
had a friend before.
   I smiled at Bethany as she smiled back.  I organised our day as we were
out visiting again first thing.  This time we would pick up a hamper at the
shops at Bethany's direction.  David was going to work on the lawn and
edges this afternoon when Mum had finished with him this morning.
   Our morning wasn't a pleasant one.  A deserted woman with two young
children to raise on social welfare plus paying rent.  We could only help
with advice how to cut down on expenses to a girl who had never had to
before.  Single men didn't want to take responsibility these days, how sad.
I made a silent vow to help as much as we could.
   Then it was back to visiting the old folks.  It made you feel so dam
good they were so grateful.  Sending you away loaded with vegetables and
today preserved produce in one case.  lucky we had the car.  How they got
things to grow inside and outside of hot houses this time of year was a
complete mystery to me.
   Chris was around to visit David after dinner.  He had brought round some
books he had promised to show David on cars and football which he was mad
about.  Chris didn't stay long as tomorrow was Saturday and promised to
come round early to play football with David.  Well that blew the jobs I
had planned for David tomorrow.  I had a sermon to write.
   I persuaded Mum it was Bethany's turn tonight.  God I'd come to love
that woman.  Well they were all stealing my heart but not like Bethany. 
Mum seemed OK with it as she said good night going to the spare room.  We
made gentle love for an hour.  Then we talked about different subjects like
David and the deserted woman.
   I expressed my feelings about her plight and how I wanted to do more for
her.  Bethany laughed saying she might be very grateful.  I told her about
Father Bob taking blow jobs from grateful parishioners.  Well female ones.
She laughed and laughed.
   Saturday morning.  Leticia was busy in the kitchen when we came down. 
She had got David up, he was in the shower at the moment as we could hear
it going beside the kitchen.
   We were organising our day when David came out dressed.  I told him
Monday either Leticia or Wilmer would take him shopping in the next village
for a robe and pyjamas.  Breakfast was porridge which David and I both
loved.
   We were getting into a routine in the household.  Wilmer, Margery and
Sherrill were in early to go through the church.  David was with me to help
lift the heavier items I wanted moved around a little to fit the choir in
where I wanted them with short benches to sit on.
   Chris turned up shortly, giving us a hand.  The pair were off with Chris
teaching David football having brought a ball with him.  Beth and I smiled
at each other as we went back to work.  I organised the girls to sing hymns
standing in a group in different parts of the Chancel as I moved around the
Nave to check the acoustics of the church.  When I was happy we went in for
morning tea.
   The boys were still at it in the back yard as David was trying to kick
goals as Chris defended using two planks of wood against the wall as a
goal. We shook our heads as we went in.  Another poor sole gone to the
dogs.
   Both boys seemed happy when they were called in for morning tea.  We
definitely needed a larger table.  I would ask the congregation on Sunday
if someone would like to loan another table for a time.  We had the room in
the kitchen as the kitchen was large.
   It was mid afternoon when Chris came to me asking for the keys to the
garage and car so he could explain how it worked to David.  We were almost
finished in the church.  I could see the girls had had enough as Sundays
were big days for us.
   David was becoming the darling of the vicarage as the girls were drawn
to him.  I must admit they weren't the only ones and Chris was clouding the
issue.  I shook my head.
   The boys were out in the garage when I came back from locking up the
church.  I thought it strange they didn't have the door open to let in
light as I wandered over to make the suggestion to them.  As I swung the
side door open there was David and Chris in front of the car with the
bonnet up.  Chris was on his knees in front of David with David's erection
in his mouth sucking away on it.
   I think it took them a little time to realise someone was there.  There
was a flurry with a couple of red faced boys now facing me.  I could do
nothing but smile.  I couldn't help myself as I said.  "Well it didn't take
you two long to get into it."
   It was Chris first saying.  "Father he wanted to stick it up me without
a condom." I nodded saying.  "He doesn't know about condoms yet Chris."
Chris didn't know what to say as he looked between me and David.
   I patted Chris on the shoulder saying.  "Would you like to take a walk
in the woods and you can show him." Chris nodded eagerly as he said. 
"Father Andrew will show you David, in the woods.  We can do it there where
no one will see us."
   I saw the light in David's eyes as he smiled at his friend as I shut the
bonnet of the car then I went to the house for my coat.  I went up to my
bedside table for a handful of condoms and Vaseline.  The boys would need
that, well Chris certainly would.
   The girls looked at me as I put my coat on at the back door as I
explained.  "The boys and I are going for a walk in the woods.  They want
to show me the sights." I winked and smiled.  Bethany got up coming to the
back door whispering.  "Be careful Andrew, don't go too far." As she kissed
me on the lips as I went out hearing Leticia call.  "Dinner at six."
   I smiled to myself as I strode to the gate in the stone wall after the
boys.  They had the football with them playing dribbling defence as we
walked over the field towards the wood in the distance in the direction of
the manor.
   When we were out of sight of the Vicarage, Chris and David walked either
side of me as I explained about condoms uses to David.  I had to talk about
diseases' and how they got transmitted from person to person.  At one stage
I drew a diagram on the ground showing how it could spread if you wasn't
careful when having sex.
   I think this scared David.  He now realised there were things so small
they couldn't be seem by a powerful microscope but could make you so ill
you could die.
   We were in the woods now.  Chris was guiding us to a little hollow he
knew of where the trees were thick.  I guessed Father Jamie brought him
here, away from prying eyes.
   It didn't take long for Chris to get David's pants undone to release his
erection as he pulled his long Johns down.  God I was jealous.  I crushed
the thought as I watched Chris lovingly handle David.
   Chris reluctantly let him go to rip his pants and underwear down.  Chris
was no slouch with an average size erection.  He was circumcised.  The
thought suddenly hit me.  "Chris are you having sex with anyone?" He looked
at me shaking his head realising after our talk saying.  "Not since Father
Jamie." I nodded saying.  "Well you can suck each other off without a
condom."
   Chris was on his knees sucking David like before it went out of style.
It took David about three minutes before he was groaning loudly as he
spurted into Chris' mouth.  I had to take my hat off to Chris, He didn't
spill a drop as he swallowed a number of times still fastened to David's
erection.
   The look on David's face was priceless.  I didn't suppose he had any of
those out on the farm.  But he did have plenty of those as he was on his
knees know slurping Chris deep into his mouth.  Chris groaned with
pleasure. That brought a smile to my face as I vividly remember David doing
that to me without a condom.
   Well Chris didn't last long at all as he exploded into David's mouth. 
David didn't let a drop escape as he drank his new friends bodily fluids.
   As we sat on a low log I asked Chris.  "Did Father Jamie suck you off
Chris?" Chris smiled nodding saying with excitement.  "Whenever we were
alone." I nodded thinking.  'He giveth and he taketh.' Chris had not let
David's shaft go.  It was getting hard again as the lad stroked it slowly
up and down.
   I dived into my pocket giving Chris a condom.  That was it, Chris was
ripping the cover open as he extracted the item as David watched fascinated
as Chris rolled the rubber down over David's now ridged shaft.  I smiled as
it would only go three quarters of the way down.
   This did not seem to faze Chris as I handed him the Vaseline.  Chris
greased up David then himself noting he dug his fingers into his anus deep
opening himself up.  I'm sure in the future those two will sort out who
does what as they get used to each other bodies.  Now it was Chris about to
get it in him for the first time.
   I must admit I was as hard as a rock as I watched Chris organise David
as Chris bent over the log guiding him into position.  Chris groaned as he
called out.  "Not so hard David.  Take it slow and easy." David I realised
probably didn't know any different.  At the farm he would have had it
shoved up him without mercy.
   Now Chris was moving his rear around on David who was moaning with
pleasure.  This went on for ten minutes when both groaned as I gather David
slid inside Chris.
   Chris grinned at me saying.  "He's in.  Come round this side Father so I
can suck you like I did Father Jamie." I wasn't going to argue with that.
   Here the three of us were with our pants and underwear around our
ankles. "With Chris bent over the log between us with my erection in his
mouth sucking me with David buried up his rear pounding the shit out of him
while Chris wanked himself.
   For a first time I think we did pretty well.  Chris climaxes twice to
our once.  I was deep in the back of Chris' throat as David was ramming
back and forward in Chris' rear.  I just blew and blew as I held his head
tightly onto my erection.  Shortly David moaned loudly then bury himself
into Chris.  How Chris didn't choke on me I don't know.  He took my load
without a whimper, cough or splutter.
   We were all sitting on the log recovering.  I think we were all a little
embarrassed and self conscious.  It was getting on, as it was time to head
back.  Chris seemed so happy with our sperm in his body, he wanted to hold
hands with us as David carried the ball.
   After dinner I was putting the finishing touches to my sermon with other
preparations for tomorrow.  David was sitting on the couch with Mum as she
was reading him a story about pirates.  I didn't know that was in the
library.  He seemed contented as he cuddled into Mum.  Bethany was on his
other side knitting as was Leticia in the other chair beside me knitting
also.  I smiled at our picture of domestic bliss.
   Early services was a little encouraging this week as there were nine. 
The morning service was better than expected with sixty two as Wilmer
played the organ quietly prior to the service as the choir sang softly.  It
sounded wonderful from outside as I went out to welcome his lord and
ladyship as their entourage arrived.
   They were suitably impressed remarking so as Lord Ashton lead the way
while his wife Alice slipped her hand through my arm escorting me up the
path as she talked on about the work she heard I had been doing in the
community.  I could only blush as I felt her hand squeezing my arm as she
held onto me.  God I had a hard on under my smock and robes as she asked
about David's well being.
   We did linger in the isle to the annoyance of Darby as she questioned me
more on David.  I was amazed how aware Alice...  I mean Lady Alice was with
what was going on in the community.  with the promise I would keep her
informed in the future with our progress.
   The service was almost perfect.  I could see my girls were bright eyed
as Wilma played superbly.  The choir needed practice of course but I was
happy with their efforts.  I could see some of the congregation was
competing.  I could only smile.  Life was wonderful.
   Before I realised it we were finishing the last hymn.  With much regret
I stood in the Transept facing the congregation as I waited for them to
settle then announced the need at the vicarage for a caravan, explaining
for additional accommodation space, plus a larger kitchen table which went
hand in hand.  With the promise of exchanging with the vicarage table so
God's work could continue without pause.
   By the time the last parishioner's hand was held or shaken there was an
invitation to lord and lady Ashton for dinner for Mum, Beth plus myself as
Alison squeezed my hand harder than expected or necessary as I saw a flash
in her eyes as she smiled.  There was also a promise of a larger kitchen
table for the vicarage from a little old widow I had not met yet from the
outer circle.
   My hand was tender with the enthusiastic shaking from the congregation
as I closed the doors then Beth hugged me as I hugged her in return.  I
think we were all ecstatic with our success as Mum gave me a hug next then
Wilmer.  We headed for the vicarage and lunch as Leticia was rushing around
stopping long enough to give me a hug as well.  I was stoked.  I couldn't
wait to ring father Bob and Ruth tonight.
   It wasn't till Monday that the second piece of news came in with a
parishioner ringing in with the offer of a van.  Mrs.  Felton was a retired
widower, not having a use for the caravan since her husband had passed away
as she didn't drive.  Having intended to sell the van.  My sermon on Sunday
had moved her to decide to donate it to the vicarage for our needs.
   Beth and I went out immediately to inspect the van...  Were we
surprised...  The van was not only a handful of years old.  The husband
retired with the pair travelling on and off over the last few years till he
become ill.  The van sitting in their garage for the last two years.  I was
expecting a small van, I could not believe the size of the unit with tandem
wheels with beds for six.  One double and four single bunks two each side
plus the table could be converted into a double.  Chris and David would be
happy.
   Over morning tea, holding Mrs.  Felton's hand promising to be a regular
visitor at her home in future.  I raised my eyebrows at Beth when Mary had
her back turned refreshing the pot.  After all she is a member of the outer
circle.  Her and her husband had been parishioners for as long as they were
married and before.
   With arrangements made for someone to pick up the van as Mary had sold
their four wheel drive not long after her husband's death, we left to
continue our work.  I promised I would visit Mary in the near future with a
gentle kiss on the lips as Beth had her back turned walking towards the
gate.
   When we were driving away she laughed at me saying.  "Where are you
going to find the time." I grinned back at her as she laughed again.
   The next stop was a destitute family.  The partner was in jail for
dealing and using drugs.  There were four little ones.  The mother being so
grateful with the food parcels and knitted gifts.  I knew if Beth had not
been there she would have been very grateful.  I patted her hand smiling
then winking as she blushed.  I had seen many cases with father Bob being
on the receiving end at times.
   We were back at the vicarage by lunch.  Leticia had David cleaning up
around the yard and garage.  They were running out of work around the
church with having in mind to start David cleaning the cemetery yard, on
the other side of the church.
   The news of the caravan was greeted with smiles around the table as
plans were made of who could pick it up and deliver it for us as the car
didn't have a tow bar.
   It was decided that Lord Ashton would be approached for the use of his
farm lorry which Beth pointed out could pick up and exchange the kitchen
tables at the same time.  The driver would take David to offside with him.
   That's exactly as it worked out as mum and I with Beth sat round a small
dining room with Lord and Lady Ashton on the Tuesday evening at dinner. 
The lorry and driver would be available the next morning for the use of the
vicarage.
   I was grateful Lady Alice made mum feel welcome engaging her in
conversation throughout the meal with Beth's assistance while Darby and I
discussed aspects of church funding possibilities I was not familiar with.
After dinner they were given a quick tour of the manor.  With its resident
suite of armour called Cedric standing guard at the bottom of the stairs.
   Arrangements were made for a meeting at the manor next Monday evening of
the inner and outer circle to organise the upcoming May Day celebrations.
   On the way home Beth explained I would be given a tour of the site which
was located in the manor woods behind the manor towards the church on the
top of the rise between the two properties.
   Next morning the lorry driver picked up David with the pair headed off
for their pickups after loading the kitchen table being covered with canvas
then tied down.  Beth and I were out and around doing God's work visiting
elderly parishioners who couldn't get to church for one reason or another
on Sundays.
   When we got back the caravan was sitting in the back yard beside the
wooden garage under the carport.  It's size matched that of the garage as I
could see it would need an end cover to protect it from the weather in
winter and shade in summer.  I smiled to myself.  Later.
   I did go visit Mary Felton the next day as arranged that night when I
rang to thank her for her very kind donation.  It was first thing.  I
imagined I would be an hour at the most given Mary's age.
   Well it took an hour to get her into bed, then another three to get her
out.  There wasn't an orifice I didn't visit twice.  That woman was
insatiable once her shyness was overcome after her first gut wrenching
climax.  She deep throated me, well tried twice as she sat on my face as I
spurted down her throat where I was jammed tight.  She did apologised for
not taking me further but I was much larger than her husband she was used
to...  Lucky bastard.
   God what is it with the women of this parish?  I thought to myself as I
drove back to the vicarage for lunch.  Beth and Leticia raised their
eyebrows when informed I had been with Mary the whole morning.
   It was Bethany's turn that night as we lay there.  I had given her a
climax with my fingers then lay there talking.  I had an idea which I
wanted to try out seeing what she thought.
   I dropped by the doctor's the next morning seeking his advice.  Then it
was back to the vicarage to find David who had finished blocking up the van
on bricks with the tires now off the ground.  I took him into the caravan
where we would be alone as Wilmer had turned up being crowded inside the
kitchen.
   Sitting David down I explained to David what I had in mind.  "David you
like having sex with Chris don't you?" He nodded as I smiled continuing. 
You also like having sex with women like your mum and Beth?" He smiled
nodding as I smiled seeing his positive reaction.
   I put my hand on his asking.  "Would you like to have sex with more
women as well as Chris?" Well the boy was bi what was he going to say as
his eyes brightened.  I smiled nodding saying.  "If you would help me out.
I can't keep all the ladies in the parish happy.  I need an assistant to
help me keep some of them happy with sex like with Bethany the other
night."
   David was beside himself with the promise of more sex, I had his
undivided attention now as I smiled squeezing his hands as he nodded.  I
smiled matching his then went on.
   David there is only one problem." I waited till it sank in then went on.
"David the women won't want to get pregnant." He looked at me puzzled as he
asked.  "I could wear a condom?" I smiled nodding agreeing.  David knew all
about condoms now.
   I shook my head explaining.  "Yes David you will wear a condom anyway
but accidents can still happen if a condom splits and the woman your having
sex with is young enough to have a baby.  I'm sure you wouldn't want a
woman to have a baby of yours that will be bullied and bashed and looked
down on all his life because he or she is not as smart as them?"
   He was thinking about that realising what I was saying.  We sat there
for some time as he tried to reach a conclusion failing as he shrugged his
shoulders.
   I squeezed his hand again saying.  "David there is a way.  If you have a
little operation, the women will welcome you with open arms after you've
had it."
   His face brightened seeing there could be a way.  "David if you have the
operation I promise you, you'll be happier still.  Doctor Harris can
perform a small operation on your balls which cuts then separates the tubes
which carry the sperm from your testis', that's your balls, to your penis.
So when you have a climax it looks and feels exactly the same except there
is no baby making sperm in your discharge when you climax or cum."
   I paused for a minute while David was taking it in.  He looked at me as
I smiled assuring him.  "David the doctor tells me you will not notice any
difference at all.  Once your two little scars on your ball sack heal.  You
will be sore for a week.  I'm sure Chris will come round the weekend and
suck you dry then next week you can try it out on Beth and Leticia."
   I smiled as did David as I added.  "So you want to be my helper?" He
looked at me nodding.  I was a little surprised he was so keen as men
usually shy away from anything that they thought would interfere with their
manhood.  I know I would.  I squeezed his hands I was holding in mine. 
"David." I said.  "If you do this I will be indebted to you for years to
come."
   He smiled at me with a light I had hardly seen in his eyes before. 
"Come on then let's get you showered and shaved all cleaned up for the
doctor as he is waiting for us."
   An hour later we were in the doctors surgery.  His wife Helen was his
nurse.  She had prepared their little surgery room they used to perform
procedures.  David was led nervously to the table after I had helped him
strip then putting on a white gown.  David was going to be given a local
anaesthetic so would be awake through the procedure.
   David never had anything like this happen before, being nervous.  He was
one of those people who had never been sick in his life.  I chatted to him
about how he and Chris had plans to go to see a soccer match as the doctor
worked between his legs.  We made plans about the caravan, how he was going
to set it up as his rooms.  How we were going to put power out to it under
ground when he was well enough to dig the trench from the kitchen wall
which would go across to the garage first then to the caravan.
   By the time we had exhausted the subject the doctor was finished.  I
think we were both surprised as he looked down at David as his nurse
covered him with a blanket as he said.  "There you are David, I've
finished. You will be sore for a few days when the anaesthetic wares off
but that will pass and you will be a new man I promise you.  Now lay there
quietly so we can keep an eye on you for an hour or so then Father Andrew
can take you home."
   David smiled as the pair left to clean up.  "There David, it's all
done." Now you can't get the girls pregnant." I grinned as David smiled
weakly as this was a strange new experience for him having a visit to the
doctors.
   I grinned understanding he would be sore and sorry in the morning.  We
talked about my plans and dreams for the parish.  I was thinking David
should be in fine form by the first of May.  My grin broadened as Beth had
informed me there were more women members than men in the circle by almost
two to one.
   I was getting apprehensive about my role in the festival.  I'm sure Beth
will guide me at the time now only two weeks away.  It would fall on a
Friday night/Saturday this year.  Perfect as Sunday would be a little more
complicated.  I'm sure my roll will be explained Monday evening when the
inner circle meet at the manor.
   An hour later I drove David back home where he walked from the car to
the front door very slowly and painfully with parted legs.  That slowed him
down.  The girls were waiting for our return making a fuss of the poor
invalid.  David wanted for nothing that night.  I think he was astonished
at the attention he was receiving from the women for being such a 'brave
man'.
   I kept reassuring David it was for the better.  He could not get a woman
pregnant now, so they would see him in a different light.  I don't think he
really understood but I smiled as he would find out.  Beth had hinted there
were more women than men at the Beltane ceremony.  He didn't really know
about that as his family never participated in the religious side of the
community.
   The next morning David was slow to rise.  The girls had moved him into
the caravan yesterday morning making up the double bed in the end room
facing the wall for him.  David had to walk the nearly twenty metres across
to the back door of the vicarage for breakfast.  This was done slow and no
doubt painfully.  The girls were all sympathy for the poor boy well man, as
they sat him down to a slap up breakfast of porridge with marmalade spread
toast topped off with a mug of piping hot Milo.
   Beth and I had work to do so were out and around.  We used the car this
morning as we were visiting in the outer limits of the parish.  When we got
back we found David laying on the couch in the lounge room covered with a
blanket.  Mum had been looking after him in Beth's absence as the pirate
book was on the coffee table next to the lounge.
   I smiled, David had an attraction the women found irresistible in his
simple earthly manor.  I chuckled to myself, Mum had better watch herself
or in a few days he would be pinning her hide to the bed.  That thought
worried me a little if mum would let him.  I knew David wouldn't hurt her.
I made a mental note to talk to mum tonight.
   Tomorrow was Saturday.  The build up to Sunday where the women went
through the church cleaning and dusting.  Chris came early surprised David
was recovering from a visit to the doctors.  I think he was happy to stay
in the van with David.
   We saw the boys at lunch time then they disappeared back into the van
with the pirate book.  The rest of us went back to the church.
   The weather was foul all weekend.  This showed up in the attendance
figures which was twenty two down on last week.  Both Beth and Wilmer
assured me the proportions were about right as most absent were the older
ones.
   Throughout the services I felt a little flat.  I suppose the wind had
been taken out of my sails, by of all things the weather.  I soldiered on
being relieved to see the conclusion of the service.  I'm sure I wasn't the
only one.
   It was Monday night with the weather milder.  We were on our way to the
manor well before dark.  We had our gumboots as it had been drizzling on
and off all day.  At the moment I had the windshield wipers on
occasionally. When we arrived there were a large number of cars parked
along the drive at the manor.
   His lord and ladyship were waiting with a group all wearing their
raincoats and gumboots.  Most had tools of some description as they were
going to clean up the sight for the following months activities.
   Mum had stayed home with David as he was a little tender still.  Mum was
not really interested in gallivanting around the woods in the dead of night
dancing around bonfires in the wee small hours bare ass naked freezing her
tits off.
   We set off towards the sight.  For some reason I was getting excited as
the time had come for my role to be explained.  I was surprised the sight
was so far from the manor.  I judged we were half way back to the church as
we climbed the rise following a well established path through the woods.
   As I said I had done my thesis on ancient religions, knowing I thought,
what to expect.  This sight took my breath away.  Right on the crown of the
hill surrounded by trees and totally secluded was what would have been a
quarry for mining local stone, probably to build the manor.
   This quarry was not deep, about five or so metres having surprisingly
perfectly round, straight walls.  The diameter at a guess was twenty metres
with one entrance in the form of a ramp cut down through the side rim at
the quarry floor on the north side.
   I was amazed as I looked around as I noticed the group dispersing around
the site beginning to hoe and chip with there hoes, spades and shovels at
the weeds and small shrubs that had grown since the last ceremony.  I was
amazed at how flat the site floor was for a quarry.
   I could see there was a number of slightly raised straight stone walls
running at odd angles to each other that looked like footings for a
buildings about an arm length wide.  Then it dawned on me, as I looked
around.  The weeds and shrubs were obscuring the layout.  They were laid
out in the shape of a pentagram, the five sided continuous star with the
points representing the five elements - Spirit, Air, Water, Fire and Earth.
Then I realised it was all within a circle with the walls of the quarry
making the circle with the five sided star inside now called a pentacle. 
Well I remembered that much.
   Beth had hold of my arm, guiding me to the centre where there was a
large rectangle stone recognisable as an alter facing east.  There was a
second lower stone I assumed was the sacrificial alter which looked like an
over sized rectangle seat.  We were joined by Lady Alice who took my other
arm.
   The two women began explaining my role as high priest for the ceremony.
My first chore of the evening was to preside over the fertility ritual with
the cattle and sheep of his lordships farm.  In the rear of the yards where
two bonfires will be constructed almost side by side.  When alight the
cattle and sheep in turn would be driven between the two fires through the
purifying smoke hopefully making them fertile.  On this farm all the
livestock were driven through regardless of type and gender.
   It would be my job during the week before to go round blessing the
bonfire heaps on farms of the circle members which I now understood was
considerable.
   Most I was familiar with, knowing enough to make up with what I didn't.
Lady Alice and Beth took me through the ritual.  I would be given the
script sheets to read up on.  I was led through the ceremony step by step.
Lady Alice knew the ceremony by heart.  I was impressed.  I was also
impressed with the way she kept squeezing my hand.
   >>
   When the time came I would lead the procession to the site, down the
ramp to the northern point where standing on the low footings to be given
the fire brand by the High Priestess.  Then following the footings around
lighting the five small bonfire braziers set inside the five points of the
star, starting with the South East point of 'Fire' then follow the footing
to the North Western point 'Water' to light the bonfire braziers there. 
Then walk the footings across the star to the North East point 'Air'
igniting the brazier there, then working my way back across following the
star path to the 'Earth' point to ignite that braziers then across
following the footing back to 'Spirit' where I would ignite the remaining
brazier.
   Giving a general blessing to the sight as I traversed the circle.
   I would then lead the disciples in a hand by hand human chain waiting in
the ramp in order of reverse rank along the raised stone pentagram as we
thread our way past the fertility bonfires at each point of the star. 
Hopefully the fires were dying as they were quite small to begin with,
green foliage from the Dogwood bush being placed in the top would then
produce the purifying smoke from the green leaves.
   The disciples now having passed completely through the pentagram
standing on the perimeter of the circle against the wall at ground level.
>>
   At this point when all are assembled in place the Beltane Princess with
her hand maiden escorted by the High Priestess on one side and I on the
other move from the bottom of the ramp directly to the altar.
   When at the altar the hand maiden will assist the Princess to sit on the
centre inner edge of the smaller stone.  With her legs closed I stand with
mine open over her knees trapped between mine in a sign of chastity,
placing my hand on her head I bless her offering of chastity and fertility
for Beltane.
   As the handmaiden withdraws the High Priestess retrieves the garland of
Dogwood branches interlaced with flowers from the altar with both hands
turning to face me she moves up beside the Beltane Princess holding the
garland crown out above her head, I place my hands above hers pushing the
garland crown down over the Beltane Princesses head.
   At this point the Princess is crowned as I say.  "I give praise to Thee,
vibrant Goddess of youth and sensuality, Lady of Spring, exuberant Earth
maiden...  and so on.
   Those present will begin chanting ???  At this point the drummer will
begin beating his drum in a steady rhythm as those present in the circle
begin writhing and twisting their bodies in a rhythm in preparation of the
climax of the ceremony as they form rings around each brazen as the Dogwood
branches they are holding are placed in the fires.
   I would be prepared as these days everyone wore condoms for safety.  The
potion I would be given was the same as I had before would make me as hard
as a rock all night.  The potion the women would take would incite pleasure
plus numb the pain.
   The Beltane Princess sitting on the stone seat would lay back onto the
slab opening her legs wide as I knelt between lifting my robes over our
bodies as I lifted her dress beneath holding my condom sheathed erection I
would penetrate her body in the first fertility act of the evening as those
in attendance in groups dancing around the fires till I had first
penetrated her chastity then finished by flooding the princess belly with
my seed.  Concluding the ceremonial part of the evening.
   Couples would then pair up to filter into the surrounding woods where
the males would have erected simple pup tents in secluded bushy sections of
the woods for privacy for their greenwood marriage night.
   As the High Priest I was entitled to use the small crypt with the
opening dug into the side of the wall between Water and Wood.  It looked
like a step up alcove at first glance but closer inspection showed an
angled passage cut into the stone wall.
   I was surprised to find a narrow claustrophobic tunnel as I blindly felt
my way forward feeling Bethany following with her hands on my hips as I
felt my way.  I felt the floor level out under my feet as Beth let me go as
I sensed the three of us were now in the crypt.
   I stopped as I realised Beth had moved beside me as I felt Lady Alice
feeling her way around my other side as I heard Beth beside me fumble then
a match flared as I was temporary blinded as the light settled down as Beth
lit a candle in the wall side alcove.
   I looked around as Lady Alice grabbed my arm tightly.  I held it
reassuringly as Beth went around lighting four more candles in the chantry
or crypt.  I realised the room was round as there was five candles in
recesses representing the five points or elements of the star.
   I looked at Beth as she looked back at me.  "This is where the inner
circle have special meetings and prayers.  There is supposed to be ancient
bones buried under the alter stone.  No one knows for sure." She smiled at
me as I looked around again.
   There was nothing but the raised stone in the middle of the room.  It
looked to me like it was solid carved in stone as a seat or low alter.  I
was unsure which its purpose as it was not high and in the centre.
   If this was the case then the sight would be a lot older than I first
imagine.  Maybe the sight was enlarged from the original sight with the
stone going for the manor house hundred of years ago.  Someone had
struggled this alter stone into the crypt.  That must have been a real feat
of faith.  Beth smiled as she informed me I had the exclusive use of this
crypt on the night.
   I had a good idea what was required of me now.  I could not see any real
problem with conducting the ceremony.  Ninety percent of the ceremony the
church would go along with.  There was that last little bit that niggled at
my conscience.  I shook my head, what did it really matter.  The girl
treated it as an honour to be May queen being deflowered in front of the
congregation.  We were practising a different theme on the harvest festival
I would conduct in my own church in a few months time.
   We were outside again up the ramp looking over the site from above the
circle edge.  The site was looking a lot cleaner with the working party
almost finishing their assignments.  With the shrubs and grass tufts
removed, the pentacle was now clear and prominent as it was intended.  I
was getting a buzz of excitement from the idea of it all as we made our way
back to the manor.
   Chris was coming over in the morning to be with David.  Chris had
promised to come over to give David a blow job which would be his first
climax since the operation.  The doctor had recommended David to have a
number of climaxes before his system would be flushed of residual sperm. 
We were to take a sample back in a couple of weeks to be tested.
   All the women round the vicarage were beyond child bearing age so there
was no problems.  David did seem to get to sit with some of them on the
couch.  I did have a talk with Mum about David.  Explaining what was really
going on now with him.  I suggested if she wanted to help train him in the
finer points of sex I would not object.
   When they were reading to him he would cuddle into them, rubbing their
arms or thighs depending on their posture.  I noticed as he would rub them
they never objected.  Not even Mum now when he pressed his head against her
breast as she put her free arm around him cuddling him into her.  I smiled.
   I think I was a tiny bit jealous.  I had to reason the women were
looking after me as I smiled at the thought.  I had had in the back of my
mind that David would take up the slack or surplus where I was finding
keeping all the women of the congregation happy a little daunting.
   I mean, a night with the Harlow women and I was stuffed being out of
action for the week.  David of course was perfect to relieve me of that
type of job.  I smiled happier now as I realised he needed to use my women
to learn the finer points of love making.  Yes and keep his equipment in
working order.  I felt better.  Mum would just have to fend for herself
with him as she had not objected when I discussed it with her.
   After last week's poor weather this week's fine Sunday lifted our
spirits.  We had fifty nine for the morning main service.  I was pumped up
again.  Things were going smooth except of the thought this might be my
last service.  My meeting with the Bishop on Wednesday week was weighing
heavily on my shoulders now.
   Wednesday night was choir practice again.  Another addition turned up
which made me proud.  The word was getting round.  We all endured two hours
of the freezing cold church to run through the hymns for the following
Sunday.  Reminding us it was still winter with it's freezing winds and
endless drizzle ending shortly thank God, to enter spring.
   It was Friday night, bitterly cold out again.  David and Mum were on the
couch in front of the lounge wood heater which was going strong heating the
room, as Mum was taking David through reading a children's book.  He was
improving as I smiled.  David was being accepted in the vicarage as a
member.  I think Mum saw David as her second son now.  That thought raised
my eyebrows.  Since I'd had a talk with Mum about David I don't think she
had been quite game to try him yet.  It would happen I was sure.
   I had my appointment with the Bishop next Wednesday, I tell you I was
not looking forward to it.  I am a truthful person by nature and lie badly,
so I don't.  I can be evasive if I want to be, going over and over in my
mind how to try and steer round the bad parts back onto the good parts as I
worked harder in the community till my diary was full for the week to
impress his Lordship.
   It was my forth Sunday.  The weather was foul again which was
disappointing.  The attendances were down to thirty eight with two hardy
souls for the early service.  I had made up my mind I would treat it as a
normal service giving value for money as we sang and preyed our way through
the freezing cold dawn.
   The late service was cancelled as no one turned up as it was raining
with freezing sleet.  I don't blame them as we retreated to the lounge room
where fortunately the heater was burning strongly.
   David had spent the latter half of the week stacking rows of firewood
under the carport into a wall close to his caravan as the weather came in
from that side so he stacked the first row to the roof.  The high brick
garden wall at the back helped but David did notice a difference with the
firewood wall.
   David was working out to be the ideal understudy.  I was so pleased with
his gentle manor with the women.  I had introduced him to Mary Felton
explaining she was the lady who donated the caravan to the vicarage for his
use.
   David was extra nice to Mary for me.  I was there the first time as I
instructed David through his seduction of Mary.  I of course opened her up
with my sheathed erection first as I explained as I encased Rover with a
condom then greased it up then Mary, pushing it into her body slowly
insisting David always be gentle with his women unless they told him
otherwise.
   Boy did Mary moan and groan as David struggled to get it inside her at
first.  The women at the Vicarage had taught him well.  I could see he was
keeping up a steady pressure into Mary as she was groaning as David worked
her clitoris with his finger.  I think he was getting better at it as I
urged him to sense Mary's excitement level, against the pain of his
intruding member.  To try and balance the two.
   Mary shuddered through her first climax as she writhed beneath him with
her body as he pushed harder as Mary shuddered and groaned through her
climax now with her legs wrapped around David's tightly as I watched him
slowly push deeper into her body.
   Despite being too sore for seconds with David in her body after his
first climax Mary made him promise he would visit next week to do some odd
jobs around the house for her as she said goodbye to us with a passionate
kiss each before opening the front door.  Mary arranged for David to come
next Wednesday evening for dinner on his own as I would be away for the day
with his Lordship the Bishop.
   Well David was beside himself as we walked home in the dark.  I don't
think either of us felt the cold that night.  I promised David after doing
so well with Mary there would be more visits to parish women as I intended
to introduce David to the Harlow women as Claudia had left a message
yesterday for me to call when convenient.  Beth had taken the message
smiling as she suggested it might be time to try David out on them.  She
would prime him with the vegetable potion to see how he performed.
   I must admit I was a little preoccupied with my appointment with his
Lordship the Bishop.  I could see the end of my career coming to a crashing
halt.  Thank God we had kept Mum's house as we might need it as it hadn't
been rented yet.  The estate agents had been a little slack in that
department I think.
   The next morning Beth and I dropped by the Harlow farm.  We were
received with enthusiasm where we had morning tea arranging for dinner
Thursday night after I had expressed a wish to bring David.  I assured the
two older women they would not be disappointed winking at them.  If they
knew what I meant.
   Well that was set as I smiled as I drove to our next appointment.  Two
elderly sisters living together on a small farm a long way out.  One was
married the other not.  Bethany filled me in.  The husband had died a
number of years previously.  Both sisters were living with him as they had
done since they were teenagers.  Unfortunately there were no children. 
Bethany impressed on me if I made an impression on them the church might
get a windfall when they passed on.  If I played my cards right, it might
be the vicarage with the wind fall.  Raising and lowering her eyebrows.
   I was introduced to the McCarthy sisters, Jena and Sheryl by Bethany.  I
loved the two women at first sight.  What surprised me they took to me.  I
looked at Bethany who smiled.  They were too old to walk the three miles to
church having no car as neither drove.  We were invited to lunch after I
had performed a service in their warm kitchen where we prayed and sang
hymns.
   I must admit the girls were a pleasure to know.  We talked and talked.
An idea was forming in the back of my mind which would boost the Sunday
services.  So many of the parishioners were older unable to attend as very
few had cars.  Here was another farm house without power of any kind.  The
brain was ticking over.
   Gena and Sheryl were trying their best to outdo each other for my
attention as I was sitting between them.  I could see Bethany smiling to
herself as I was being pressed by both women to come to dinner soon.  I
explained I was busy this week and the first part of next week but I would
arrange something with them after next Wednesday remembering I was busy the
Thursday night with the Harlow women.
   "Very diplomatic." Bethany said as we drove away in the car.  "They
liked you a lot.  I suggest you give them a lot of attention." I looked at
her saying.  "I shall certainly do that." We were quite for a while as I
was thinking asking Bethany.  Do we have a small bus in the parish we could
transport the elderly to Sunday services.  Would they pay their way?"
   "No, the only bus we have is the bus to the station in the next
village." We were quite again as I drove.  "We will have a look at the map
when we get home."
   I could see it was impracticable to use the car as it only seated five
as Bethany and I looked at the parish map covered with tracing paper as she
marked where all the old people lived.  We worked out with a ten seater
mini-van we could commute almost thirty people to church on a Sunday
travelling in three different directions before church.
   I don't think the Bishop would go for that.  The people would have to
pay a fair.  The idea went onto the back burner.  Well it was something to
think about.  I was quite willing to trade in the car for a van.  I think
Mum would go along with that.  Chris would be the driver as I'm sure he
told David he had a license so he could drive the farm tractor where he
worked along the roads to the different paddocks.
   I must admit I was a little puffed up with the attention the McCarthy
sisters had giving me, as if I didn't have enough women to keep up with.  I
shook my head as this was in a good cause, our good cause.
   I was busy during the week out and around with Beth.  She was
introducing me around to those parishioners who were too old and frail to
get to the church on Sundays sprinkled with the needy in the community. 
Fortunately we didn't have a lot of those as our resources were limited.
   Before I realised it was Friday night where I found myself trying to
write my sermon.  I found myself thinking back to the Bishop.  I could
easily impress him with a sermon on brimstone and fire.  I kept shaking my
head till I settled on a theme of helping thy neighbour's.  I felt safe
with a more gentler approach.
   I could not see myself winning as the Bishop would see me as a goody
goody.  So I could not win.  As I waded into the sermon.
   Saturday we went through the church as usual.  I had the boys lift the
heavy object around as the women dusted behind and beneath I smiled when a
stray hand reached out touching some personal part of anatomy as a gasp
could be heard now and again.  Denis seemed to be at the centre of
attention.  You have to grin.  I had been there many times.
   Sunday was a milder day with promising drizzle.  I thanked God the
temperature was not down near freezing but a mild almost warm twelve
degrees.  Yes we were slowly climbing out of winter.
   There were five for the early service.  I would ask the bishop if we
could forgo the early service but no I better keep on the straight and
narrow.  He might think I'm slacking off and use it as an excuse.  I had
enough black marks against my name already.
   We were seven up on the main service from last week.  The weather being
milder, I didn't have an explanation.  Well what did I care it was my last
service at this church.  I felt really sad as I shook hands at the door
after the service saying my last good buys to my congregation.  What a pity
the choir sounded superb today, I was really pleased.  It was almost in
stereo with members planted in the congregation.  Oh well.
   I felt bitter as I closed the doors for the last time after the evening
service.  There were thirteen today.  Mainly farm workers and their wives
and children who worked during the day.
   I didn't sleep well that night as Mum lay beside me.  I cuddled in to
her side and silently cried.
   The next morning the household was normal.  David was his normal self
chatting with Leticia and Bethany like normal as I entered the kitchen for
breakfast.  Mum was not far behind me as I picked up with the happy
atmosphere as we worked through breakfast.
   Beth and I were out and about visiting the older parishioners again out
near the parish limits.  It amazed me some still could not afford to be
connected to power.
   The second family we visited with young children out there who had a
five and a half mile walk to school, rain or shine.  After holding a
service in their kitchen Beth and I left to discuss how we could organise
bikes for the children attending school.  I would appeal on Sunday for
donations of old bikes from the congregation.  Then I realised I won't be
here next Sunday.
   In the afternoon we had two families destitute with food parcels with
knitted clothing and knitted toys for the children.  Drugs being the curse
of the twentieth century.
   Monday night I wrote up my diary.  It was ironical That my efforts were
going to waste.
   Tuesday morning I had a very ill parishioner to attend as Helen the
doctor's wife called in as he had attended her late last night.  As the
patient was very old I held a service by her bedside.  "Eighty two." She
smiled weakly as she told me her age as she squeezed my hand with hers as
we chatted before she went to sleep.  I kissed her gently on the forehead
as we withdrew.  She lived alone with her children living in the city.  The
district nurse would look in on her twice a day till someone turned up.
   Our afternoon was busy as usual.  We came home with a case of preserved
fruit with hothouse vegetables.  People certainly know how to survive in
the country.  That night I wrote up my diary for the last time.  The Bishop
won't be impressed I'm sure.  I had too many black marks against me.  I
suppose there have been other newly ordained priest kicked out after
overstepping their authority.
   I didn't sleep well that night at all.  I had Bethany shaking me awake
as I had slept through the alarm.  I tell you I was one bleary eyed mother
as I stumbled into the glassed in shower.  The hot water revived me as I
set about shaving.
   My Sunday uniform was laid out as Beth fussed making sure I looked my
best.  I had to rush through breakfast then into my hat and coat as I
rushed out the door to catch the early bus for the first train.  It was
still dark and freezing cold out as Bethany kissed me on the cheek good
luck as I was about to climb in.  I was greeted by a number of parishioners
on their way to work as I found a seat next to a middle age woman also
heading to work.
   I must admit it was a pleasant twenty minute run as we chatted.  I was
taken with her handsome looks as I felt myself drawn into her pleasant
personality.  By the time the bus stopped we were good friends with the
promise I might see her next Sunday.  What was I doing, I wouldn't be
conducting services next Sunday.  Her name was Nancy as she held my hand
for so long as we said good bye.  I felt good as I watched her walk towards
the shops.  I wondered if she would be at Beltain?
   I shook my head as I walked into the station to find the train about to
depart as I hurried with the others.  I slept all the way to the city. 
There was no one more surprised than I when I woke as the train shuddered
to a stop at the main station to look out seeing the sign board announcing
our arrival.
   I didn't really know where to go.  Bethany had given me a hand drawn map
which I was following.  It never occurred to me how she knew where to go.
Bethany seemed to know everything.
   I arrived at the cathedral walking along the side street to find the
Bishop's 'Palace' at the rear, a very modest Georgian style double story
building.  There were a number of brass plaques at the modest entrance
donating the building was the administration centre of the diocese plus the
Bishop's office and official residence.
   I was trembling now as I stood on the footpath outside.  I physically
shook myself mounting the two well worn steps entering.  To my surprise was
a short hallway to the interior.
   I found a waiting room with a number of doors in the oak panel interior
with comfortable waiting chairs.  There was a young man sitting at a desk
as if guarding the doors as he looked up smiling saying.  "You would be
Reverend Holbrooke sir?" I nodded as he smiled saying.  "My name is Jamie.
I'm the Bishop's secretary.  It's nice to meet you at last sir.  May I take
your hat and coat?"
   He was just being polite as we shook hands.  He came round the table
taking my coat and hat from me then picking up one of two phones on his
desk announcing my arrival.  He looked at me smiling saying.  "You may go
straight in Reverend." My nervousness turned to jelly as the secretary
opened a door in the panelled wall behind his desk for me standing aside
asking.  "Tea or coffee sir?" I looked at him as if I didn't understand the
question.  "Would you prefer tea or coffee sir?" I really had to think as I
mumbled.  "Tea."
   I stepped through the portal into the great man's office.  Here I was
shocked as I had imagined a huge ornate room with a huge desk in front of a
full length floor to ceiling patio doors that lead out to a beautiful
private garden.
   No...  No huge ornate room but a small room, smaller than the waiting
room outside.  No double French windows just a normal window overlooking
his residence garden.  A large desk yes, piled high with paper stuffed
folders.  Nothing fancy or palacious here.  I had watched too many movies.
   The man sitting behind the desk was on the phone.  I could see he was
balding with a medium build wearing his uniform of his office.  I had worn
my uniform to be safe.  He was studying me as I approached the desk.  I had
only spoken to him on the phone.  He waved me towards the chair on my side
which I sat at attention with my brief case beside my legs.
   The room was nothing flash as I looked around as he continued his call
ignoring me till he commented.  "He's here now.  Yes Sir I'll have a word
about that.  Yes Sir goodbye."
   I was not surprised as what courage I had gained from my first
impression from the door to the chair dissolved back to jelly.
   He stood up to his full height behind his desk which was about my height
as I stood with him as he came round the desk with a fixed unemotional face
to stand in front of me.  His eyes were pale grey that seemed to pierce
right through me as he held out his hand shaking mine without emotion.
   "You brought your diary?" Were his abrupt words.  My heart sank as he
looked at me puzzled.  "Well you going to keep it a secret." I was taken
back as I bent down fumbled with my brief case clasp removing my diary as
he nearly ripped it out of my hands.
   He Lent back with his backside resting against the desk edge as he
opened the book then realised I hadn't moved.  "Sit down Andrew." He more
barked an order as I sat now trembling as the Bishop began reading my first
entry.  " One hundred and twenty seven." He said aloud as he glanced at me
then leafed through the next two or three pages.  "Sixty two." Then. 
"Forty with foul weather and thirty eight then forty five." He was quite as
he read my diary page by page finally shutting the book.
   He looked at me grimacing demanding.  "Tell me about David.  Why did you
take him into the vicarage?" I cringed.  Here it comes.  I looked up at him
still sitting on the edge of the desk with my diary in his hands.
   "Well he was being ill treated and abused at home.  I thought it a good
idea at the time till I realised I had no where to send him, not wanting to
send him to the city where he would get lost in the system.  Keeping him on
was very handy for us as he is a hard worker, more than earning his keep
keeping the grounds neat and tidy."
   I saw a flash in his eye which I interpreted as anger as his face hadn't
changed as they seem to boar into me as he said.  "Plus you've turned the
vicarage into a brothel?" My heart sank, here it comes.  "You lucky
bastard." He added.  I didn't think I heard him properly as I looked up to
see that twinkle in his eyes as there was a smile on his lips.
   "Fuck Andrew, you've got them eating out of your hand?" I was taken
back. How the hell did he know so much about what goes on in the vicarage.
Someone must have told him, I concluded.
   He drew the other visitor's chair across from the other wall to sit
opposite now looking across at the bewildered look on my face.  "What's the
matter Andrew.  You think I don't know all that goes on out there.  Of all
my charges, I receive more mail from your parishioners praising your good
work than the other's combined.  Well done lad, well done."
   I was staggered I tell you.  Here I was expecting to get a roasting and
booted out the door, instead getting a well done pat on the back from my
boss the Bishop.  I shook my head to clear it.
   "Now Andrew, how are you settling in to you new parish?" I was not
really comprehending what was going on in the office.  "What's the matter
boy?" I shook my head stammering.  "You're not upset with me?"
   The Bishop looked at me strange asking.  "What's going on Andrew?" I
shook my head again.  I looked at him seeing puzzlement on his face as I
asked.  "You're not going to sack me then?" The expression changed on his
face.  "Sack you?" He looked puzzled.  "Now why would I do that?"
   Now it was my turn to looked puzzled as I answered.  "Because of my
sexual exploits in the parish?" He looked at me for a time then shook his
head smiling saying.  "Nothing was further from the truth lad.  I wait with
bated breath for a report from my sources to hear of your sexual exploits."
He beamed back at me adding.  "Makes an old man feel young I tell you."
   I didn't know what to say till he broke the silence.  "So then you
really don't know what is going on apart from the fundamentals.  I thought
someone had had a talk with you.  Now Andrew let's talk about Beltain
coming up and your part in it."
   "You understand we allow your parish to practice the ancient religion as
an experiment so too say.  As you know we officially condemn the practice
of the ancient ways.  Unofficially we tolerate the practice as long as it
doesn't interfere with the churches present day practices and teachings."
   I was astounded at the revelation seeing how it could work but for one
thing.  "What about the deflowering of the Beltain queen?" He shook his
head saying.  "Well if the girl is of age and consenting, willing to
exhibit her deflowering in public who are we to interfere with a private
adult party.  I must admit it would make a good scandal in the papers if it
was known the local priest was involved.  But we've had worse scandals and
you keep your head down.  Understand?  You know nothing about the practices
if asked."
   I nodded as we were quite for a little then he suggested.  "Andrew why
don't you run me through what you have found out about the ceremony.  I
have read up on it recently but there is nothing like first hand
knowledge."
   He reached for a phone speaking to his secretary.  "Jamie morning tea in
twenty minutes please." He put the phone down smiling at me.  Now Andrew
tell me all.
   Well I began to explain what was going to happen.  Mind you I would know
first hand in a few weeks time.  After I was finished he threw questions at
me till his secretary interrupted us with morning tea.
   Jamie set a small table between us with morning tea on as we helped
ourselves.  I was comfortable now as I lay back realising my parish was
safe.
   "Now tell me all about Ruth Andrew.  How did you find her?" I was
shocked at the question.  I stammered as I tried to ovoid the question
stalling for time.  "I, I, I don't think I should discuss such a subject
sir." He smiled saying.  "Now come on Andrew she told me all about you.  I
would like to hear it from your point of view." So that was his source of
information on me.  How the hell did he know Ruth so well.
   I saw him smile as he could see my puzzled face.  "Come on Andrew.  I
was fucking the arse of Ruth before she left school.  I was the one
breaking her tight little maiden in.  Oh God I can still feel how tight she
was as I pushed my meat up her fanny.  God I came and came into her I tell
you." He smiled at my astonished face.
   He nodded adding.  "I introduced her to Bob.  We were both fucking her.
She still comes up some times for an afternoon.  I understand your
replacement is besotted with her.  Don't blame him."
   He had a smile spread across his face as I watched it change as he had
an idea.  I'll tell you what Andrew.  I'll get you and Ruth up here for an
afternoon.  She likes to go tandem.  We'll take it in turns with one up the
rear and the other up the front.  She'll scream the house down." He smiled
at me saying.  "She was your first I understand.  Couldn't have picked a
better woman for the job."
   I was blushing red.  He shook his head.  Don't get embarrassed Andrew,
we are all brothers together here.  My sex life is not as active as it used
to be so I like to hear what you younger ones are up to.  It makes life
more interesting.  Now tell me about some of the women conquests of your
parish?"
   I had to smile, he was getting off on my sex life.  I began to tell him
about the Harlow women explaining they were three generations with no men
to look after them.  I told him about sticking my finger in the youngest to
check her virginity explaining she would be my first maiden.  Then about
fucking the mother and grandmother in turn finally fucking the girls arse.
   His Lordship was laying back in his chair slowly rubbing his stiff bulge
under his smock.  I was shocked at his display in front of me as he said
impatiently.  "You had any boy pussy out there yet Andrew?" I blushed as he
smiled saying.  "Tell me about it." He demanded.
   I told him about David slipping into my bed while I was asleep the first
night.  I explained how I woke up to find my erection inside him as he was
squeezing me waking me up where he worked me until I grabbed him fucking
the shit out of him blowing my load as deep inside his pussy as I could ram
it.  I think his Lordship was almost coming in his pants as he frigged
himself threw his smock.
   "Dam Andrew we will have to get together under better circumstances. 
I'll organise Ruth when it's convenient.  You organise David and well have
a go at him.  How does that sound?" I smiled.  Fairs fair as I smiled
saying.  "Well how about I organise David's little mate Chris as well, he
is the one father Jamie was banging.  He likes it big and hard.  David is
always banging his arse for him."
   His lordship groaned with pleasure saying.  "It's a date Andrew.  We
will organise something after Beltain if that suits you.  How about over
night, we'll stay at my other place there's plenty of room there?"
   I nodded a little unsure of myself as his Lordship grinned saying. 
"When we're on our own Andrew call me Donald, I prefer Don." It was my turn
to smile now.  "Yes sir." Don reached out shaking my hand adding.  "We
understand each other Andrew?" I nodded.  Well he was my boss and if it
fitted in with both our philandering by the looks of it I didn't mind at
all.
   "So Andrew back to business.  I want you to make progress reports on
your Beltain activities, similar to a diary, suitable for the council, not
too much detail mind you but they are paying the bills you understand. 
Then a second report, for my eyes only.  I want you to tell me your
activities stroke by stroke, push by push, how it feels as you push into
that little maiden then how it feels to fuck the arse of her described in
great detail.  As I read it I want to feel I'm there with you ramming it
into her, understand?"
   I was surprised.  I nodded my silly head off as it seemed to please him.
"Now Andrew.  I want you to place each report in separate envelopes.  The
official report addressed to me formally which will go on to the Archbishop
and then on to the council so be careful what you say, keep it official.
   The second is your detailed report addressed to me, just address it to
Don.  Put both in the one jiffy bag and register it, addressed officially
to me here." Don handed me his card from his pocket.  "My private direct
line number is there Andrew.  Feel free if you need to talk on this line
out of hours.  It would be unwise to talk details on the house phone system
as people have a habit of listening in.  Understand?" I nodded.
   So if you need to talk I'm usually in the apartment on my own about nine
thirty ten." He looked at his watch.  "Dam Andrew I'm really late for my
next appointment.  I'm sorry lad I've really enjoyed our talk.  I promise
we will organise something in the near future." I stood up with him as we
shook hands warmly.  Then Don surprised me raising my hand in his as he
bent down kissing the back of my hand.  "Now you Andrew." He raised his
hand in mine up towards me as I bend kissing the back of his.
   Don's eyes were sparkling as he commented.  "Wish I had time to kiss
something else but next time.  The best of luck Andrew." He went to the
door opening it with his official Bishops face as our meeting was at an
end.
   "Jamie." He barked as he went into the waiting room.  "Look after
Reverend Holebrook for me please." As he looked around the waiting room. 
"Ah, Reverend Anstelo, come in please." I could see there were two other
men seated on the chairs in the waiting room.  I was a little surprised as
Jamie got up retrieving my hat and coat handing them to me as he lead me
along the hall to the door opening it for me stepping outside saying in a
quiet voice.  "His Lordship wished you to have his private number." He
handed me a card as I nodded.  "Now you understand there are to be two
reports in separate envelopes in a registered jiffy bag?" I nodded a little
surprised at his knowledge.  He smiled reaching out for my hand shaking it
saying.  "I am his Lordship's private secretary, you understand Andrew?" I
think I did as he went to turn away then turned back adding.  "Andrew if
you use the business phone don't say much.  People listen in.  I will ring
you back if you tell me it's 'urgent' on the private line." He smiled
letting my hand go.  I had the feeling he would have kissed it if we were
alone.  "Good by Andrew." He turned going back inside.
   'What the hell had I got myself into.' I thought to myself as I walked
away towards the central station.  All the way home I went over and over in
my mind what was going on.  He was fucking Ruth.  Maybe Ruth wasn't
visiting her grandchildren as often as she claimed?  I smiled.  I wouldn't
mind seeing Ruth again.  The horny old bastard.  I smiled.
   Here I was on my way back to my beautiful old church pumped up instead
of my tail between my legs and the Bishop's boot in my arse being kicked
off the force.  I think the Bishop would shove another part of his anatomy
in my arse if given half the chance.  Now I begin to understand why Father
Jamie had the job of experimenting with the Druid faith.  I smiled as I bet
the bishop had both Jamie's bent over his desk, maybe at the same time.
   I was blown away.  Ruth not Father Bob may well have influenced Donald
for my appointment.  Maybe both.  I shook my head, no, the Archbishop and
the council would have approved my appointment.  I must thank Ruth when I
speak to her next.  That will be tonight I think.  I smiled.  Hell I was
blown away with the events of this morning.
   I must do something special for his Lordship the Bishop.  I smiled
again. Something to do with David and Chris.  Yes, the boys would go along
with anything I suggested in that department.  I couldn't stop smiling.  I
was one happy bastard.  David was going to get it when I got back.
   I arrived back a little after three.  Leticia made me sandwiches as I
had not eaten lunch.  I drew her into my lap kissing her passionately I was
so happy.  She squealed as I slapped her bum as she escaped my clutches
back to her kitchen bench.
   Beth was out shopping so I sought out David.  He was in the church
cleaning the windows inside with the step ladder.  He was happy to see me
as he climbed down off the ladder behind the alter as we sat on the
framework in the back.  David was always happy to see me.  He idolised me
as I smiled at him patting his hand saying.  "David you are doing such a
good job with us I'm very happy." David grinned with pleasure.
   I was using him I know as I asked.  "David I kept thinking of you, all
the way back from the city.  David would you give me a blow job without a
condom?  Then I'll give you one." He nodded his head, his eyes were bright
with anticipation as he knelt down in front of me opening my legs he
fumbled with my zip as I opened my legs wide for him helping open my fly.
   David was straight onto my erection as he pulled it out as I groaned
with pleasure.  David does a fare blow job now, getting better with Chris'
help.  I didn't last long as I blew my load.  David sputtered and coughed
as he swallowed.  He still hadn't quite got that part right as I sat there
panting recovering.
   "Thank you David, I really needed that, thank you." David smiled pleased
with himself as I put my pants back in order zipping up.  It was my turn as
I prepared myself getting on my knees between his open legs as he helped me
with his zip and belt.
   Dam his head was beautiful poking through his foreskin as I leaned
forward kissing his glistening organ.  I was going to enjoy this.  David
groaned as I slid my mouth down over his shaft.  He didn't taste too bad as
I set about bringing him to a climax.  David was groaning as I had done as
he arched his back as I sucked and sucked.  I had not forgotten how.
   David went stiff as he groaned as I felt my mouth filling with his
spurting fluid as I felt him pulsing to the end of his climax.
   I went about helping David finish the windows.  We were lifting the
heavy alter framework back in place when we heard the side door creak open.
It was Bethany coming in wanting to know how my meeting with the Bishop had
gone?  I was all smiles as I confessed, "I don't know what I was worried
about as his Lordship was quite happy with my progress." Bethany seemed
happy with that leaving smiling, satisfied.
   I raised my eyebrows at David as Beth disappeared out the side door as
we heard it squeak them shut.  He giggled back at me.  "That was close
David, We nearly got caught." He nodded grinning.  I looked at David
seriously asking.  "David I have been invited to dinner at the Harlow farm
tomorrow night.  I know you are having dinner with Mary Felton tonight,
don't overdo it as the Harlow's have asked if I might bring you with me. 
How do you feel about that?"
   David's eyes lit up.  I grinned at his reaction as I said.  "This will
be your big test David." He was smiling now as we got on with washing the
windows.  "Come on David the choir will be here before we finish at this
rate and you will be late for dinner with Mary Felton if you don't get a
shower and shave."
   It was Wednesday night choir practice after dinner.  I had phone calls
to make.  The first one was to the McCarthy sisters Gena and Sheryl.  The
call was to reassure them I had not forgotten them making arrangements for
dinner next Monday night.  They were delighted.  I smiled.  I was really
into older women.  Out here I was in my element.
   The next call was to Father Bob as Ruth answered.  She only answers if
Bob was not available.  I informed her what went on today with his Eminence
the Bishop.  I could hear her smiling.  Well I was going to wipe the grin
off her face as I said.
   "Don and I are going to root the arse of you together...  That wiped the
smile off your face.  Then I'm going to let Denis and Chris loose on you.
Denis is built like a fucken horse.  You'll love it." She laughed saying.
"He told you.  He must really like you." It was my turn to laugh saying. 
"I promised to let Denis loose on him.  He was putty in my hands."
   I loved the sound of Ruth's laugh as it tinkled down the line.  "Thank
you darling." I whispered into the phone.  "My pleasure Andrew you deserve
it." We were talking about my parish.  "I suppose now I'll have to grovel
and be your slave for the rest of my life." "That would be nice." "I'll see
what I can do."
   She laughed again, this time more serious.  "God I miss you Ruth." "I
know darling, me too." "You'll have to visit your grandkids more often and
meet me somewhere." "That could be arranged." She replied.  I smiled. 
"I'll let you know." "OK." "How's Father Bob doing?  Give him my best."
"The same as usual.  Yes I will." "How's the new guy going?" She laughed
saying.  "He's not a patch on you Andrew." "Bob's back.  Let me know.  By."
   She hung up.  I sat there thinking.  Beth had some serious competition
there.  Ruth was all woman and a handful.  I smiled.  There was a message
from Lady Alice from the Manor.  I returned her call.  One of the servants
answered as I asked for her, it was Reverend Holbroke calling.  I waited
about five minutes before Lady Alice came on.  "Hello Andrew, I didn't
expect you to ring till tomorrow.  I was wondering if you needed another
run through at the site?  I was thinking of a one on one if you know what I
mean." 'Yes I knew what she meant.' "I think that would be a good idea my
lady." "Well good, I'm free afternoons mostly.  Nights and weekends are
out." "OK I could manage something Friday afternoon?" "That sounds just
right.  About two thirty?" "Yes my lady." "Good Andrew, I'll mark it in my
diary.  Bye."
   Well that was a turn up.  Herbert not keeping it up to his lady?  I
smiled then shook my head.  I was getting myself into trouble.  I went
outside to choir practice feeling on top of the world.
   I heard David come in the back door as I went into the kitchen to make
sure it was him.  The women had gone to bed as I smiled at David as I made
him a mug of Milo.  Mary Felton was a happy woman by all accounts.  David
had given her a workout with his fingers and tongue after reaming out her
fanny with his dong first.
   He was still tender making up for it orally with Mary.  I slapped David
on the back thanking him for helping me out.  David beamed with pleasure.
I'm sure he didn't realise where this was leading when we took him in at
the Vicarage.  David must have thought this was heaven.  Well he was sure
it was now.
   I was looking forward to this evening all day as Beth and I visited two
outlying farms.  We had decided to reduce our workload.  Beth pointed out
at the rate we were going, we would run out of work in three months
starting over again.  As she pointed out a visit to the elderly twice or
three times a year was sufficient unless we needed to stock the larder up
with preservatives.  She did smile as she pointed out the Vicarage was
doing all right.  Thanks mainly to the collection plate.
   We dressed Denis up in his best clothes after showering and shaving with
me.  Leticia had given us a weaker mixture of the vegetable and fruit juice
mixture this time.  I thought the last one I had was a bit strong.  David
was looking quite handsome.  Even Mum remarked how hansom he looked.
   I think that did wonders for his ego as we lined up in the kitchen for
the girls inspection.  While we drove to the farm, I instructed David on
some off the finer points he would need with the two women.  Denis was very
good at getting his erection inside the women at the start then tended to
get carried away when he was getting close himself.  Forgetting about his
partner's needs.
   I explained if he could hold off till the women went out of control then
went for it he would have a most satisfying climax with the woman.  I
laughed as I rubbed his leg explaining.  "Tonight Dennis You will be able
to have climax after climax.  So you will have plenty of practice." We
laughed.
   We arrived while it was still light.  I introduced Dennis to the three
women in the hall as we changed our shoes for knitted slippers.  Claudia
took to Denis straight away as I smiled as I saw Dennis wince as she shook
his hand in her viselike grip.  I chickened out kissing the three women on
the cheek.  Helen kissed Dennis on the cheek as well as shake his hand.  My
little darling Henrietta blushed as she shook his hand.
   I smiled, she was mine tonight.  Denis wouldn't get near her till after
Beltain after I had done the deed good and proper.  I smiled as we were
ushered into the lamp and candle lit kitchen.  Denis would feel right at
home here.
   The meal was just perfect.  The girls had a potato wine that seem to set
the mood of the roast chicken meal as Denis was seated between the two
older women while Henrietta sat beside me with her hand on my leg under the
table.
   Dennis I could see was getting the same treatment on the other side of
the table as he looked at me with his eyes wide.  I smiled reassuring him
with a nod.
   After desert of custard pie we were into the business part of the
evening.  Claudia virtually dragged David through the door to her bedroom
on the pretext of showing him a picture she had in there.  I was tempted to
follow but Helen had hold of my hand as we left Henrietta in the kitchen to
clean up as I gave her a look with a wink that made her smile.
   It was quite as Helen lead me to her room as I left the door open on
purpose as we undressed together.  I heard a mumbled gasp from down the
hall then a loud groan as I suspect Denis was entering Claudia.
   Helen was as smooth and easy as I remember as my greased condom sheathed
erection slid fully home as Helen groaned with satisfaction.  I went to
town on her body as she moaned and groaned in competition with her now very
loud daughter down the hall.  I think Denis must have thought he was back
on his mum as he was giving Claudia one hell of a work out.
   By her screams she came four times as Helen under me shivered with
anticipation as she climaxed three so far as I climaxed once.
   After, when we were sitting quietly in the kitchen with Henrietta on my
lap with her mother in the chair by the stove recovering as we listened to
Helen howling through her third climax as I had my hand up under
Henrietta's dress fingering her through her first climax.  Then we headed
for her bedroom where my condom sheathed rock hard greased erection pushed
slowly up her rear passage as she moaned and groaned at my intruding size.
   I think I had more fun than I had the first time with them.  When I was
changing condoms Henrietta requested I have a climax in her front without a
condom.  I was not to break her maiden fitting my head into her then climax
into her entrance.
   I would try if she was willing.  I had almost an inch to play with, I
was confident I could do it without breaking her.  Henrietta put a towel
under her bum so my fluids would not run onto the bedclothes so her mother
would see I used a condom at all times.
   She felt so beautiful as I eased my head into her tight vulva.  I was as
stiff as a rock as she gasped with the pleasure of feeling my solid head
spread her lips open.  "This is not a good idea Henrietta." I had
misgivings as I whispered into her ear.  "Please father fill me full of
sperm." She pleaded.  "Make a baby in me please."
   I knew that was what she wanted as she told me previously.  She just
wanted to get a head start on Beltain.  "Yes my beautiful Beltain Queen, I
am your slave." I joked with her whispering loudly as she giggled then
groaned as she was as tight as tight as I was using pressure on her now as
I felt myself slowly stretching her entrance open.
   I had my mouth clamped over hers in case she screamed bringing her
mother in to see what was going on.  I was being as gentle as I could as
Henrietta groaned with pleasure as I eased my progress as my head was half
way in.
   We lay there for some time feeling each other's bodies.  I tell you she
felt fantastic as her entrance slowly stretched open with my ridged size
pressing in.  God I was close with the pressure of her tight sheath.  "I'm
getting close to cumming Henrietta." I groaned as I began moving in and out
of her entrance slowly.
   "Make me come with you father, like you did before." She whispered
urgently against my ear.  God I remember that I was balls deep up her rear
working her clitoris as we exploded together with one of the best climaxes
you could imagine.
   Well here we were again as I slid my right hand down to her clitoris as
I slid it round as she arched her body groaning loudly as I sought her
mouth with mine clamping our lips together to quieten her.
   I felt Henrietta lift her legs wide over the back of mine, clamping me
to her as she was wide open settling them as I opened mine wide so she
could settle hers comfortably locked into place.  My knees were hard up
against her bum now wide open as I steadied myself feeling her tight hot
vagina surrounding my head squeezing the foreign object trying to enter her
body.
   Henrietta bucked as I worked her clitoris as I felt her try to pull my
body up with her hands.  Wanting me to fill her entrance as I pushed in
slowly.
   I was too close to move fast as I pulled back on the verge as I slid in
again slowly to where I was before.  I didn't know if I would last to
climax together as she wanted.
   God she was so tight.  I had had my finger inside her last time feeling
her hymen being tight then.  Now I was pushing my bloody great erection at
her entrance to deliver my seed and it was about to happen as I stroked her
clitoris full on hard.  "God Henrietta I can't hang on." I gasped.  She was
shuddering under me as I clamped her mouth with mine again as her body
lifted with excitement as I felt her legs tighten around me as she went
stiff as I began spurting into her as I felt numb as I felt her clamping me
tightly like no other had before.
   I came so hard it was painful as her body was ridged under me as she
screamed through her climax clamping my legs so hard I couldn't move.
   It seemed as if it lasted for hours.  I slowly became aware as our
bodies were locked together.  My groin was pressing hard against hers.  I
realised I was fully inside her belly.  It felt bloody fantastic. 
Henrietta was groaning into my mouth as she realised I was buried inside
her.
   I lifted off her mouth as she was trying to say something.  "Fuck me
father, fuck a baby into me." She clamped her mouth onto mine again as I
felt her wiggle around my solid erection.  I drew back as she screamed into
my mouth then pushed fully home as she bucked up against me hard screaming
to fuck her.
   I did.  I fucked her as hard as I dare with slow and long strokes as I
grunted and groaned as I pushed in hard then back out then back into her
baby tunnel deep.  I was working her clitoris hard.  I don't know how many
climaxes she had I think I had four before she stopped me as we lay there
together.  As she groaned crying in my arms.
   "I can't be the Beltain Queen now father." She cried as I hugged her to
me.  "Yes you can, don't be silly.  I knew we had broke your maiden
occidentally practising for Beltain.  No one will know except you and I so
it's all right, understand.  If your mum asks I only went up the back like
last time." That seem to quieten her as I stroked her cheek as I added. 
"You had better scream when I push it into you at Beltain.  Long and loud."
   Henrietta smiled as I added.  "I also suggest at Beltain you have sex
with other men after me so your mother won't know who the father is.  It
might be safer that way if no one knows but you." She nodded saying.  "You
only went up the back so you better do me again so I will moan and groan a
lot." She giggled feeling better now.
   I slipped on a condom after drying myself and her crutch of sperm and a
little blood.  Henrietta got on her hands and knees ready for me as I lubed
her bum hole again.  "Shove it in hard Andrew make me scream loud.  Mum
will come and see what's happening."
   I was still rock hard.  We could hear Helen down the hall groaning
loudly as David was still at work.  I pushed in hard.  Henrietta yelled at
the top of her lungs as I worked her clitoris as I pumped in and out hard.
   The bed was sideways to the hall door as I pounded in and out harder as
Henrietta moaned and groaned as she shuddered through a climax as I pumped
her hard.
   Claudia didn't come in to see what was going on as I ripped in and out
of her daughter's rear.  But I did notice the door was a little ajar as I
was sure I had closed it when we came in.  To confirm that Henrietta looked
up as I pulled out of her rear pointing to the door.  I nodded.  I
reassured her.  "Only you and I know." She nodded, smiling now confident
she knew she could get away with it.
   I heard Helen moving to the kitchen from her room.  Shortly after
Claudia's voice in the hallway asking Denis if he was ready.  I smiled, it
was working.  Henrietta and I were laying in each other's arms.
   She had my still hard erection in her hand now leaning down sucking it
without a condom.  She was improving better than before as I groaned with
pleasure as she brought me to another gentle climax.  My body went through
the motions but I wasn't sure there was much sperm with it.
   I called it a night after that.  Henrietta was sore in both holes and
her jaw ached so we got dressed.  Henrietta hid the towel in her bed as she
would wash it tomorrow with the washing without the other women knowing.
   I kissed her passionately.  "I'll see you Sunday morning at church. 
Thank you darling that was super." She grinned from ear to ear as I led her
out to the kitchen.  Helen was there at the stove in her dressing gown
poring herself a cup of tea.  "Cup of tea Andrew?" I nodded as I found a
cushion for Henrietta to sit on one of the kitchen chairs.
   Helen looked at me.  I smiled explaining.  Henrietta's a bit tender in
the tail.  Helen smiled at her Granddaughter saying.  "I'm not surprised
you two have been at it for two hours." As she looked up at the mantle
clock smiling.  "David is still going in there, that boy is a real ram."
She seemed very pleased about that.  I was.
   "I assume Helen by your remark our little experiment worked well?" She
smiled at me nodding saying with a smile.  "David is welcome here any time.
Well so are you reverend." I nodded with a smile.  "Thank you Helen.
   She listened to the moans and groans coming from the open hallway door
smiling adding.  "I'm sure Claudia will agree by the sounds of it." We all
agreed.
   It was another fifteen minutes before Claudia and David appeared as
Claudia flopped down at the table in her dressing gown as David was
dressed. Helen was making them a cup of tea as they didn't have Milo for
David.
   I smiled, there would be Milo next time David visited, a large tin.  It
had worked well with David.  He still had a bulge in his pants like me. 
Both Helen and Claudia never quizzed Henrietta or myself on Henrietta's
chastity.  I think they assumed she was still pure like last time we were
together, she did have a sore tail and jaw.
   God it wouldn't go down just thinking about being buried deep spurting
my baby making fluid into her.  Fuck that was just beautiful for my first
maiden being surprised it was so easy for her from what I understood it
could be.
   I looked at David smiling in the dim light from the dashboard as he was
quite as I drove.  "You happy with the way things went tonight David?" He
looked at me grinning nodding his head hard with enthusiasm.
   "It was supper Reverend." I laughed as he was using some of Chris' words
adding.  "You see how the women love a man who can't make them pregnant."
He nodded grinning to himself, he had enjoyed himself.  "David when were
alone like this you can call me Andrew.  You understand, we are friends
like Chris is your friend.  We are all friends when were on our own." He
nodded looking at me serious saying.  "It was real good Andrew." I laughed
at his enthusiasm.
   I looked at him as I had slowed the car down to a crawl.  "You still
hard Denis?" As I looked at him.  "Yep." He nodding grinning.  "So am I,
how about we suck each other off before we go back.  I'm sure your sore
like I am." He nodded again.  "I'll find somewhere to park." We were in a
narrow lane.  There was a turnoff ahead on the right.  An even narrower
thicket lined lane that lead around in a curve to a field gate.
   David got out directing me to turn the vehicle in the tight confines of
the lane.  I backed up so we were in the shadow of a big oak tree beside
the field gate.  I felt safer as it was little used and overgrown.
   We climbed into the back seat lowering our pants and underwear to our
ankles.  I was taking a hell of a gamble out in public like this.
   I retrieved the cushion mother used behind her back when she was
driving. It wasn't very thick but protected my knees as I knelt on the
floor jammed between the back of the front seat and rear seat.  David had
turned sideways to allow me in as I settled myself onto him.  David was
tender as I held his rock hard erection gently in my hands as I sucked up
and down on it.
   I know David had twice as much sex as I tonight.  He groaned and moaned
as I sucked his head not on his foreskin behind his head, fondling his
balls gently.  It took David some time to reach a climax.  I felt little
fluid eject into my mouth.  I did feel him going softer after a minute. 
That was more than I was as I was still ridged.
   David was as gentle as I was as he sucked my head as I lay back in the
backseat corner groaning my pleasure as I pushed David's head down on my
shaft as I wasn't as tender as he.  I came hard in the back of David's
throat.  David was very good at jamming me in.  No doubt with all the
practice he had with his brother in the barn.
   David did me twice in the back of the car.  It took me some time to
slowly soften.  By the time we got home I was soft enough not to be
painful. The girls fussed over us as we showered together upstairs.  I was
demonstrating to David cleanliness with foreskins after he had been with
women or more importantly having any type of sex.
   Supper was a quite affair, I think the girls were a little put out with
our evening out.  Even Mum I noticed.  I had some bridge building to do. 
Not tonight I was too sore but I cuddled Mum till she went to sleep.
   Their feelings weren't helped when Lady Alice rang the next morning,
wanting to talk to me.  I reluctantly agreed to meet her at the site, after
lunch alone...  was emphasised, then hung up.  I grinned thinking I had
better take condoms and jell in my pocket in case.
   Lady Alice suggested I might like to walk to the sight, as it was a
fifteen minute walk from the vicarage.  She didn't want her lot to know she
was out with me.  That made me smile.  It had the makings of an extra
marital affair.  I was sure if Beth wasn't with us last time it would have
been on in the crypt.
   I explained to the girls Lady Alice wished to discuss something
important with me at the sight after lunch.  I would walk there alone as
the weather didn't look too bad.
   I found my way to the sight quite easily.  I already knew my way to the
spot where Chris took David and I where I assumed Father Jamie took Chris
for there little suck, push and poke episodes.  I found the path as I made
my way up the hill.
   There was no one in sight when I arrived.  It had drizzled earlier so I
made my way around the top to the entrance ramp.  There was a horse tied up
to a low branch of a tree feeding on the grass on a long lead.
   I smiled as I walked down the ramp.  Heading for the entrance of the
crypt.  As the tunnel curved around to the right, it was impossible to see
if there was a light in the crypt till I was half way in.  Yes I could see
a light now as I felt my way along the tunnel wall.
   Well no one was more surprised than me to see a naked figure spread
eagled on the stone tablet surface with a blanket laid out under her with
one hand between her wide open legs with her fingers stroking herself
unashamedly as I entered the dimly lit crypt by a single small torch light.
   "Alice." I enquired.  There was no response at first.  Then as I entered
the chamber proper I heard her strangled voice pant.  "Andrew get your gear
off and fuck me."
   Well I needed no second telling as I ripped my clothes off feeling to my
surprise my erection was solid as tender as it was.  I was still affected
by the potion as I knelt between her wide open legs as the stone was hard
on my knees as I climbed over her prostrate nude form.  I tell you she had
a magnificent body for her age.  Her breast were not big so lay a little
flat but her belly was beautiful and flat like a young teenager.  She
wasn't a big woman and made me harder just looking at her.
   She had her eyes shut as her body shuddered as my hips lowered onto hers
as I moved around to line my erection up with her vulva, sliding my head up
and down I lunged forward.  Alice gasped as she felt my head force it's way
between her labia lips.  "Hard Andrew!" she groaned.
   I grimaced at my tenderness then lunged into her as she groaned as I
forced my erection deep into her body.  I groaned loudly as the pleasure
and pain of my tender erection forcing into her reminded me of last night.
I felt her climaxing as I pulled back then forced into her ridged body
deep, as her legs tighten around mine as she arched under me hard.  I
couldn't help myself, surprised as I spurted into her strongly.
   I don't know how long we lay there panting together.  I was aware she
was relaxing slowly under me.  God she had long climaxes as I felt her
squeezing body around my erection slowly relax.  "Thank you Andrew.  That
was super.  Now give me another, this time slower gentler, I'm sure you
know how."
   Well that knocked the stuffing out of me as I groaned with tenderness as
I slowly slid back then forward inside her body.  Dam I was tender as I
began to get excited again as I felt Alice's hand between us working her
clitoris.
   My God this woman was insatiable as I stroked in and out slowly as she
writhed under me groaning and moaning as she swivelled her hips around for
best advantage as I was pushing in deep.
   Shortly Alice screamed into another climax, arching her back under me as
I felt her vagina squeeze around me tightly.  Dam this woman had muscles on
her muscles as I pushed in and out with short strokes as I now felt her
relaxing under me.  "Oh fuck Andrew that's it.  Nice and slow now."
   I had to stop as I was getting too sore as I apologised.  "I'm sorry
Alice I'm a little too tender I'm afraid." I felt her chuckle with a note
of disappointment as her belly squeezed my slowly deflating erection.  I
groaned as I slipped out.  I held her in my arms as we lay side by side.
   "Thank you Andrew, I needed that badly." I held her tightly promising.
"There's plenty more where that came from when I'm not so tender." She
laughed saying.  "Your services are much in demand Andrew.  Your fitting
into the parish well.  Like a hand in a glove so to speak." She giggled. 
"Talking about a hand in a fanny.  Get my nap sack Andrew, down beside you,
there's a tube of KY jelly.  In the side pocket."
   I climbed off the stone block, finding her knapsack in the dim light
lying there, lifting it as I sat on the stone beside her finding the tube
in the pocket.  "Now Andrew grease up your fingers and hand.  You're going
to slide it inside me as far as you can giving me climaxes as you go. 
Remember, in as hard as you can Andrew."
   I was taken back a little as I didn't know Lady Alice that well really.
Ruth liked it like that at times so here was another as I smiled.  I must
admit whenever I pushed my hand into Ruth, I found it highly erotic.  We
never used to do it that often but when we did have the time I would have
my hand inside her vagina up to my wrist with my erection buried deep up
her rear.  Far enough inside to wrap my fingers around my head masturbating
myself to a climax with that hand while I stroked her clitoris with the
thumb of my other hand as we climaxed together.
   Lady Alice lay quietly with her legs wide open like a frog watching me
as I lubricated the back of my right hand in the dim torch light.  I
crawled up on my knees between her legs lubricating her vulva with my
fingers as she lifted her body up in the air as I worked my knees under her
bum.
   I realised she was clean shaved.  I smiled as she looked like a young
girl down there.  God I wished I wasn't so dam tender as she lifted herself
again settling off centre favouring my right hand for ease of entry into
her body.
   I was amazed we were so...  I was thinking 'compatible', but that wasn't
the word.  This was our first time, so 'comfortable' was better, as she
smiled up at me serious.  Time to get serious.  Not one mistake could be
made from here on.  She trusted me completely as I began working my fingers
into her body.
   The ease I was able to get my hand up to my third finger knuckles
surprised me as I pushed my thumb in harder as Alice groaned as I began
wiggling my fingers stretching them open and my palm out flat as I began
working my way in, rubbing her clitoris full on now as I rested my other
hand down on her belly for purchase for my thumb working on her clitoris.
   "Oh Andrew, you've done this before." She groaned as I worked steady as
I felt my first thumb knuckle slide in.  One more to go as Alice arched her
back shuddering in climax as I pulsed my hand and fingers open and shut
without pushing for her to climax on.
   "God keep it moving Andrew." I did as I worked her clitoris harder as I
began pushing then pulling till I was back to slippery again.  "All the way
in Alice?" I asked as I wiggled my thumb slowly as I could feel we were
just short of the point of no return.
   "Harder Andrew." Alice gasped as I pushed working my hand in the
confines of her body as I felt her go ridged with another climax.  "Fuck
Andrew." She gasped as I pushed harder as Alice's body was still ridged as
I realised my thumb knuckle was almost in as I expanded and closed my hand
as hard as I could inside her entrance.
   Alice was as stiff as a board as she gasped through gritted teeth. 
"It's going in Andrew slow down and make me come." She gasped as I worked
my thumb on her clitoris harder as I opened and closed my intruding hand as
I felt my hand slowly sliding in as Alice cried out as she opened her legs
wider then close them on me to open them wider repeatedly as Alice
shuddered violently arching her back screaming.  "Yessssssssssssssss
Andrewwwwwwwwww fuckkkkkkkk".  My hand slipped inside as Alice collapsed
onto the rug covered stone surface.
   We were quite for a few moments till Alice giggled as I felt her body
shake around my hand.  She looked up at me between her legs smiling as the
sweat glistened on her body in the torchlight as she whispered.  "Andrew
that's the best climax I ever had." I smiled at her as she lay her head
back on the stone adding.  "Keep me excited for a few minutes till I
recuperate for the next."
   I did just that.  Alice was slowly rotating her lower body feeling my
fist moving inside her body.  I was grateful in one respect I didn't have
to use my penis as I was still tender from the Harlow visit.  I was quite
content to go along with Alice this time and play a passive roll for once.
Well I didn't know Alice well really.  Sure I lusted after her fantastic
body and here I was with my hand inserted inside it.  I smiled as I looked
up at Alice.
   "OK Andrew I'm ready, let's go.  I want you to drag on me with your fist
as hard as you can without coming out.  As I get close to coming try and
rotate your fist inside as you drag hard.  You understand Darling?" I
nodded in the weak torchlight as Alice smiled in response to my nod as I
began working her clitoris with the thumb of my free hand.
   Alice arched her back as I felt her body shudder around my fist.  "Oh
fuck Andrew harder." I obliged as he body lifted up off the stone slab in
the middle as she made a gurgling noise in her throat as her excitement
grew.
   I was pulling hard with my fist on and off as I felt Alice swivel her
hips on me as she shuddered with excitement.  "Make your fist as large as
possible Andrew.  I'll tell you when to pull it out slowly."
   I nodded as I concentrated on working Alice's clitoris.  She was amazing
as I felt her excitement growing.  Her nipples were rock hard again.  I was
disappointed I had not been able to pay them any attention as she had
magnificent small breasts.  I pulled harder.
   My fist was half way out locked solid against her body resistance.  I
tried pushing and pulling to keep the fluids flowing as she was getting
close.  "Twist it Andrew.  Twist it." I obliged as I felt her shuddering
getting stronger.
   I screwed my wrist one way then the other as Alice arched her back
harder crying out.  "Ho fuck harder." Harder it was.  My fist was almost
half out as I twisted harder.  Alice screamed loudly.  "Now Andrew. 
Nowwww. Oh fuck."
   As I dragged my hand out slowly.  She was unbelievably tight as I had to
pull hard as I felt both Alice's hands over mine as she screamed.  "Get it
out." I pulled harder relaxing my hand as I felt it slide out of Alice's
body.  I looked up as she groaned to see Alice slowly relax her body as she
cupped her crutch tightly with both hands.
   Alice was gasping at the effort as she slowly quietened.  After a minute
or two as I knelt there rubbing her thigh with one hand she said in the
dark as the torch had given up.  "I'll give you a blow job Andrew as I'm
too tender there now."
   I shook my head as I replied.  "That's all right Alice, it'll keep till
next time.  "No Andrew, you have just given me two of the best climaxes I
have ever had and I'm going to give you something." I felt Alice moving
beside me in the dark as she worked her way off the stone block beside me
then pushed me up to sit on the end of the block as I felt her opening my
legs then undoing my fly.
   It didn't take her long to find my erection as her hand snaked in and
around my fly to hold onto it.  I must have winced as her hand slid round
my shaft.  "Tender Andrew?" "Yes." I gasped.  She giggled saying.  "Keeping
the parish women happy Andrew?" I didn't say a thing as she giggled as I
felt her move around.  Then I felt it, her warm wet mouth over my head as
she sucked on me.
   I felt her lift off to my disappointment.  "Hell Andrew you are a size,
I'm sure the parish women won't complain one little bit." I grunted as she
went back to sucking my head then I felt her going deeper now I was nice
and slippery.
   It didn't take me long to become excited as Alice worked my shaft up and
down with her mouth.  I realised I couldn't feel her teeth.  I was impress
as I groaned with pleasure.  This girl was certainly a master at her craft.
I could feel her tongue sliding up and down my shaft with her lips.  It was
one of the gentlest blow jobs I ever had.
   I groaned as I felt stirrings deep in my testicles.  "I'm getting close
Alice, that is beautiful." I went stiff as she went up and down faster. 
Hell I was rushing up the slope towards climax as I held onto her head with
my hands giving a warning.  "Here I come Alice, fuck." I let go with a hard
stream as I felt Alice push down on my erection harder.  This girl was a
seasoned veteran as I felt her squeezing and sucking my spurting erection
hard.
   I was gasping for air now as my spurts slowly died.  Alice was holding
still on my erection.  I realised she was taking my spurts into the back of
her throat.  I was impressed with Alice as I stroked her head.  Man she was
taking my load like no other.  Well Ruth would choke at times when I
streamed down her throat.  Alice was taking the lot without a whimper.  I
relaxed in the dark feeling Alice suck and lick my head till it was clean
of sperm then lay her head on my lap as I held it there.
   "I must get back." That was Alice.  "I love this place, I come here some
times and just sit in the dark imagining all sorts of things happening. 
Thank you Andrew for making one of those dreams come true."
   I stroked her face as she was still suckling my now slack penis.  I
sighed as I felt her rise from between my legs feeling for her clothes
beside the stone block.  I could hear her fumbling with them as I listened
to her in the dark.
   I waited quietly till she was dressed sitting on the stone pulling on
her riding boots.
   "Adam there is a matter I would like you to give some attention to.  One
of our tenant farmers is having trouble conceiving.  There only a young
couple and it's creating some problems between them.  The husband is a bit
headstrong and bullish.  The girl has confided in me a number of times now,
I've suggested she might take a sperm donor on in secret.  The girl is
willing if it can be kept discrete.  Would you be willing to help her out?"
   I was quite for a little then asked.  "What did you have in mind." I
felt her grope around as she found then held my hand in the dark.  Well We
could distract him with a job on a neighbouring farm.  That would be very
risky.  You might be seen.  He won't let her out of his sight so she can't
come to you so the safest way would be for you to visit of a night and meet
her out in the field behind the house after he has gone to sleep."
   I thought about it for a time remembering the lectures at theological
college with the cautious advice given.  "If we can come to a safe
practical arrangement I will do my bit for the good of the community.  You
may make the arrangements starting after Beltane."
   Alice squeezed my hand in the dark adding.  "The girl is willing to meet
you in the back garden behind their outside privy.  There is bushes
separating the garden where privacy can be maintained.  She will draw a map
of the grounds layout in relation to the privy and house for you to study.
I'll be the go between for you.  No one else but us three will know what is
going on.  I have promised her it will be most secret."
   We were quite for a while.  "I must go Adam, I'm late, I'm usually not
this long on a ride.  I'll make some excuse about a fall or stumble.  Good
by Adam." We felt our way into each other's arms kissing goodbye
passionately.  Then she was gone as I heard her feel her way out the
tunnel. Then there was quite.  After a few minutes I thought I heard the
horse galloping away as I sat there thinking.  I had to cut down my
extracurricular activities or I would not survive at this rate.
   I grinned as I got up making my way along the wall towards the tunnel. I
would have to ring the Bishop tonight and have a late night chat, something
to give Don wet dreams about.  I'm sure he would appreciate the gesture
being hot off the press, so to speak.
   I hurried as I climbed the ramp out of the quarry as it was getting on
towards dark and I would be late for dinner.  Leticia would not be happy as
I strode out stronger.
   Beth was not very happy with me either.  I remembered to wash my hands
in the sink as I came in.  I could do nothing about Alice's perfume which
had rubbed off her clothes.  Beth knew I was going to meet Alice in a
clandestine meeting.  When I was secretive about it she was annoyed as I
cited confessional confidence.
   After dinner I sat in my office writing up a report for Don.  I was
still going to phone tonight backed up with the hard copy.  I gave a lot of
thought to the tenant farmer's wife.  Concluding it could work with a short
sharp encounter after dark behind the privy in the bushes.  All I really
needed to do was deliver my sperm into her vagina.  I could bend her over
something and go to town for five minutes and the husband wouldn't be any
wiser if he had woken thinking she was out on the toilet when she would be
with me.  We would have to cover our tracks.
   I shook my head as there was the McCarthy sisters next Monday night. 
Gena and Sheryl were dead keen on me and weren't ashamed to show it.  Mum
brought in a cup of tea for me at supper time.  Chris was here with David
as they were playing a card game on the kitchen table with the girls.  I
was writing a sermon as I tried it out on Mum before she left the office.
   At nine thirty I rang Don's number.  He answered quite smartly.  I
identified myself receiving a worm friendly greeting.  Then I explained why
I was ringing Don was quite listening to my erotic tale.  When I got to the
point of sliding my hand into Alice's body he was groaning down the line
obviously wanking himself one handed while on the phone.
   I must admit I felt strangely perverted with my newly discovered power
over my superior but also now a friend, a like minded associate I felt
comfortable with.  We were both as hard as rocks as I squeezed my erection
through my pants.  I was reluctant to wank off with him as I had mum
waiting for me upstairs.  So I kept a high state of excitement through the
story.  "And you know Don when she came on me fist when I pulled my hand
out it was throbbing with the lack of circulation she was squeezing my
wrist so tight." I finished off as Don groaned louder on the other end.
   I could just imagine him cumming in a towel in his lap as I could hear
him panting as he slowly quietened.  I apologised into the phone.  "I'm
sorry Don, one of the girls is waiting upstairs for me." I didn't tell him
it was mum, I didn't know him well enough...  yet.  There was a pause down
the line.  "Yes Andrew I understand.  Thank you for sharing that exciting
episode with me, thank you lad, good night." The phone clicked as I smiled
to myself as I headed upstairs after checking all the doors.
   I stripped my clothes off in the semi dark.  There was just enough light
from the green digital dial of the bedside clock to see what I was doing as
I pulled the bedclothes up slipping into bed beside her.
   She was waiting for me as she slipped into my open arms to cuddle and
kiss with all the love and gentleness I could muster.  I said a silent
prayer as I felt Mum open her legs as she turned onto her back as I
followed her over now on my hands working my body over onto hers as my
ridged erection rubbed it's way up her inner thigh as I let it zero in on
her crutch.
   I had to be the luckiest bastard, with women waiting on my hand a foot.
Then there was David and Chris with Don the Bishop and his secretary in the
wings.  I smiled as I dragged the head of my erection up and down Mum's
labia lips as I felt her inner fluids helping lubricate her lips with my
fluid leaking from my erection as she sighed softly as I gently probed into
her body as her legs wrapped around mine to lock me in on her.

   I had to rush through my shower and shave to be on time to have dinner
with the McCarthy sisters Gena and Sheryl.  I had to drive as it was a fair
step, I was running late.  Bethany had drawn a map for me as I wasn't shore
of the way yet, even though Beth and I had been out there once.  Well we
had been every where once which was confusing for a stranger.
   I had a three mile drive.  I had to drive past a number of farm on the
way.  There was no getting around it the tongues would wag if my car was
spotted.  Well Beth tells me there already wagging as some women in the
know can't help themselves.
   The sisters were eagerly waiting my arrival.  There chicken pie was
second to none as was the fresh baked bread and their apple pie was just
out of this world.  The sisters had drawn straws who was going with me
first.
   Sheryl the younger was the lucky girl as she made it known she was ready
when I was.  I was whisked away into the master bedroom.  There to my
pleasant surprise was a king size bed.  I should not have been surprised as
the three had lived together all their adult life.
   It was so easy with the older women.  They didn't have the hangups the
younger ones had and it was straight down to business.  Sheryl was
stripping in front of me as I followed suite.
   She was in bed waiting for me as I placed my little bag containing the
condoms and lubricant on the bedside table.  I was standing stark naked
side on to her as I could see her smiling in anticipation as she watched me
roll a condom down over my erection.
   Sheryl was moaning and groaning as I wiped lubricant over her vulva. 
Then when I rubbed my slippery head up and down her vulva, her back arched
hard as I realised she was sensitive.
   Well was she.  Obviously not having sex for a number of years she was
tight to slide into.  Climaxing as I hit bottom as I was pulling in and out
as I went deeper and deeper.  She went so strong she was taking me with
her. By the time I climaxed she had three and rigidly clamping me with her
arms and legs around me as I climaxed hard buried into her depths.
   I was a little shocked as I realised she had passed out under me.  It
took her almost a full minute to come round as I was really worried about
to call her sister Gena.  We lay there together cuddling as Sheryl
reluctantly climbed out of bed putting her dressing gown on over her naked
form heading out into the kitchen.
   Almost immediately Gena appeared in a similar dressing gown removing it
as she came through the door revealing she was naked underneath slipping
into bed coming into my arms making a gurgling noise in her throat in
anticipation.
   I was surprise as she was the dominant one as she was rolling over on
top of my legs feeling for my freshly sheaved erection sliding it into her
slippery body.  She must have been listening at the door as she was as
excited and slippery as hell, as I felt myself sliding deeper and deeper
into her body as her fluids seem to be as slipper as a young girls.
   I was surprised as I had nothing to do.  Gena was doing all the work as
I lay there holding her breasts with my hands squeezing them as Gena
groaned and moaned as she writhed up and down and around and around on my
erection until she was shuddering through her first climax as I felt her
squeezing the hell out of me.
   She didn't stop as she worked her way into her second as I kept
squeezing and thrusting.  Finally Gena collapsed on me as she climaxed hard
just short of my climax.
   When she had recovered sufficiently she apologised when she learnt I had
not climaxed yet, explaining she had got carried away thinking she had felt
me spurt.  It was my thrusts that had led her to believe I had climaxed. 
She did make up for it by giving me a smooth climax by riding up and down
on my erection until I groaned as I spurted hard into the condom buried
deep in her squeezing belly.
   I disappointingly refrained from a second round explaining I had a busy
week this week as Beltain was on the horizon.
   Beltain a week out.
   I began to notice an underlying excitement among the women in the
vicarage.  We were a week away from Beltane.  The women were preparing for
the celebrations.  I noticed the fridge was full of strange fruits and
vegetables.  The kitchen was busy as the women made things in preparation
for the upcoming celebrations.
   Sherrill was the seamstress of our group being busy all week working at
home with two of the outer circle women making or repairing the outfits for
the celebrations.  Father Jamie's high priest cloak had been the first for
attention.  Little alteration or repair was needed.  Father Jamie was a
little bigger than I plus a little portly, they hung a little loose looking
well on me I thought.
   I had received my instruction sheet on the ceremony and prayers from
Lady Alice.  I had been studying all week for my part.  Any questions I had
Bethany had the answers.  I smiled to myself as she had been raised in the
shadow of the ancient ways with a religious family.  She once told me Lady
Alice was the only other person in the parish who knew as much about the
old ways as herself.
   That made me feel a lot more confident within myself for my part.  I
realised I was getting both nervous and excited as the time drew closer.  I
smiled at the thought of the Beltane Queen Henrietta Harlow with her legs
wide open as I lowered myself in between sliding into her depths.  I
couldn't wait.
   I would enlist the services of David and Criss as red men, the mischief
makers.  They would be getting up to hijinks after the ceremony.  Well
wouldn't everyone?  I smiled at the prospect of a fun night after THE
serious stuff was over.
   From the Monday morning I was busy.  Bethany had my week mapped out for
me.  I was blessing bonfires throughout the parish all week.  It seemed
every farm small and large had bonfires.  That would stir up the bishop and
his council.  Maybe they already knew.
   We started first thing Monday morning.  We were doing five and six a day
sometimes eight if they were small farms.  We were a little late back at
night but I don't think anyone minded.


   >> Post Beltane.
   Now Beltane was over and we were recovering now life would get back to
normal.
   I had promised Lady Alice I would help the tenant wife whom was having
trouble conceiving.  We made arrangements that I would wait behind the
outhouse around nine thirty, well after dark.  She had constructed a little
garden out the back with a garden seat beside made from a flat plank and
two stumps let into the ground deep enough they wouldn't move when in use.
   I was to bend her over the seat facing the house doing the deed while
watching the back door in case her husband came out to investigate her
absence from their bed.
   I would be informed by lady Alice when the girl was in her fertile
period.  She would not tell the wife who I was, I would not speak during
her insemination.  I was turned on at the idea I would be fathering my
first child, the first I hoped of many.
   I told the girls I was meeting a lady to do the deed for a few nights
without divulging her identity as I slipped away as soon as it was dark.  I
practice the root in daylight so I knew the right pathways.  Their cottage
was on it's own little plot so was easy to find as it backed onto the
Beltain wood but behind the manor house.
   I found it was easier than I thought as I slowly manoeuvred through the
wood with the cottage in sight as I kept to the shadows of the fence with
my dark suit as I could see the light on in the cottage go out as the one
upstairs came on indicating the bedroom.
   I found my hands shaking as I waited by the fence as the bedroom light
went out as I smiled in anticipating excitement.  I was going to inseminate
a woman I didn't know.
   It took ages for the light to go out then ten minutes later I detected a
shadow as the back door opened then closed as the shadow moved down the
path to the privy in the dark.  I crossed to the garden bench using the
shadow of the privy then I was masked by the building as it had a woodshed
attached from the house as I crossed to the seat crouching down to wait.
   I heard the privy door bang then I heard the lid lift inside as I waited
holding my breath daring not to breath as I saw her shadow slip around the
side of the privy heading in my direction.  She came directly to the seat
as she had her hands out in the dark as she hadn't brought a lantern.
   I coughed, directing her to my position as I grasped her hand guiding
her to the seat as I guider her around to kneel down facing the house as I
straddled behind her kneeling legs lifting her dressing gown and nightie up
over her back as I fumbled between her legs feeling she was wet with
anticipation as she bent down leaning over the seat on her arms as I rubbed
my naked erection head in between her wet crutch.
   I was slippery as well leaking precum in anticipation as I felt her
young firm body as I pushed her further as her back arched as she tried to
push her vagina out for me to get at.
   I lined her up as I felt her lips as I stroked my head up and down
feeling her hole.  I pushed in deeper as she groaned.  I wasn't sure if it
was in pleasure or pain as I pulled back then pushing in harder.
   "Holy mother." I heard her gasp as she felt the size of my head as I
pushed harder.  "Holy hell." she gasped as I felt her stiffen as I pressed
harder.  "Dam, take it easy, I'm not used to anything that big." She
whispered fiercely.
   She was as tight as Henrietta Harlow.  Well not quite but she was tight.
Her old man must be smaller than my thumb.  I pushed my hand round the
front of her hip down between her legs fingering her clitoris.  She
shuddered violently as she gasped in surprise as I worked her hard.  She
went as stiff as a board as I felt her body shuddering as she climaxed
hard.
   I pushed at her harder, feeling my head was almost in as I felt her
slowly relax as I eased a little as she collapsed.  I grinned as I worked
her clitoris as her little organ was rock hard and near the size of a pea.
I kept working it with my finger as I applied more pressure with my
erection as she began to get excited again as she squirmed around in front
of me groaning.  "It's hurting too much." She complained.  She was still
pushing back on me with force as she groaned.
   I grinned as I felt her shudder as I worked her harder again.  "No one
ever done that to me before." she gasped as I felt her press back on me
harder.  "Oh hell." she moaned as I felt her wiggle her bum under me as I
eased my head as I began moving back and forward as I eased back then
pushed forward hard.
   I couldn't help it as I pulled back again then pushed forward harder as
I felt my excitement rising saying.  "OH." I held her hips tight with my
arms as I worked her clitoris as I felt myself crown spurting strongly into
her.  She yelped under me as she felt me pulsing into her strongly as she
groaned softly trying not to make a noise.
   We were ridged as I spurted strongly into her body.  I felt her
shuddering as her body hiccuped beneath me as I spurted a few more times
into her then I was done dribbling the remains.  I was reluctant to let her
go as I thought she was still climaxing.
   I was bitterly disappointed I hadn't got right inside her.  I grinned to
myself as I realised I would be back here tomorrow night having another go
at her.  I eased the pressure as I felt myself shrinking as she groaned as
I came unstuck as I pulled back.  I smacked her bum lightly to indicate we
were finished.
   I felt her rise turning in my arms as she held me tightly to her. 
"Thank you." She whispered.  "I better get back." I pulled my pants up as I
heard her slam the door of the privy then make her way to the back door.  I
didn't hear her close it as I was half way along the fence in the shadows
heading for the woods.
   When I felt it was safe I used the torch to find the path then headed
for the village and the back of the church.  Fore some reason I felt really
good about what I was doing as twenty minutes later I was slipping through
the wall door into the back yard behind the rectory.
   Beth was waiting for me as I expected in the dark kitchen by the wood
heater as I washed my hands and face at the kitchen sink.  She wanted to
know everything that went on.  I think she was turned on hearing about my
love life.
   The next night I was waiting in the dark shadows behind the privy.  I
watched the ritual of lights going on and off in the downstairs then the
upstairs bedroom.  It was cold and drizzling.
   I wore a black sou'wester to keep us comfortable at least.  I was a
little impatient as she was taking a long time.  I was hoping she had not
gone to sleep leaving me stuck out here getting wet.
   Finally I saw a shadow at the back door as I felt relief as it headed
for the privy where I heard the door bang then the shadow was slipping
around the back heading for me.
   'I'm sorry." she panted.  "He wanted to have sex.  It only took five
minutes.  Mind you, he didn't worry about me." I drew her dressing gown
clad figure under my cape lifting it up over her back as I had my fly open
ready as stiff as a board.
   She was still sloppy as I zeroed in on her vagina.  "Oh dam." She
groaned as I slid inside till my head was tight again.  I felt around for
her clit as I felt her stiffen with contact beneath me.
   This time I took it slow and easy as I pushed in harder.  She began
groaning as I drew in and out of her.  I could feel I was slowly going in
as she groaned with each stroke as I pushed at her harder.
   I felt her push back at me now as I pushed harder as I felt her begin to
shudder.  Her climax was building in spite of the pressure I was applying
inside.  "Fuck." She groaned.  "It's going in." She was right I felt myself
slowly sliding into her stretching body.
   I worked her clit harder as I felt her body shake beneath me as she
groaned loudly.  The feeling I was feeling stretching her open is something
to behold and never forgotten.  Her body went stiff as a board as she
climaxed and I spurted strongly into her depths.
   Gradually she relaxed under me as she groaned with release.  She held me
tightly in place as I was still hard till she quietened.  "If that doesn't
do it father nothing will." She gasped.  I stiffened as I realised she knew
who I was.  I figured Lady Alice had told her as I said.  "Let us pray
child, hopping my sperm is biting into your egg at this very moment." She
giggled wriggling her bum saying.  "Thank you father."
   We pulled apart in the dark as she turned kissing me gently as I held
her in a gentle embrace as we kissed again.  "I must go." She drew away
then silently headed for the back door.
   I crawled in beside mum cuddling up as she woke saying.  "Done your good
deed for the night?" I cuddled in kissing her on the cheek going to sleep.
   The next morning I was in the office updating the report for Don.  With
a push by push description of the event under the cloak of darkness behind
the privy again last night.  Not forgetting to describe the tender kiss we
shared between us.
   I smiled to myself as Beth walked into the office.  She smiled at me
sweetly saying.  "You looked pleased with yourself this morning." I grinned
at her nodding.  "Things going well then?" I nodded.  We settled down to
discuss the finances of the church as a large amount had been injected into
the churches account.  It could have only come from head office.  I'm sure
we would find out shortly what it was fore.
   We were aiming to visit one parishioner a day now, after my meeting with
Don.  I certainly found it easier on myself and I'm shore Beth felt the
same as she seemed happier.
   The community seem to settle down after Beltane.  I also had the feeling
I was accepted in a way I hadn't felt before.  I couldn't help but smile, a
lot.
   The next night I was waiting out the back behind the privy like
clockwork.  I watched the shadow leave the back door silently then the
privy door banged in the night then she was in my arms kissing me like true
lovers kiss.
   Despite myself with the dangers involved I was enjoying this clandestine
meeting as I felt her hand look for my erection in my fly guiding it into
her exposed crutch.  As before she was wet and slippery.  She groaned with
pleasure as I felt myself sliding into her body as I moved back and forward
a number of times to get it deep inside.
   To tell you the truth she was really enjoying herself now she was
stretched for my size.  Her enthusiasm was now complete as she knew who I
was trying her utmost now she realised she could take me completely.  She
quickly learnt to rub her clitoris after I showed her how to climax with
me.
   I smiled as I retraced my footsteps back home after we had climaxed
twice tonight almost together.  She had told me she wanted four children as
we lay there as I dribbled the rest of my sperm into her body.  We both
giggled quietly as she promised to bring the children to church so I may
observe my extended family.
   No she didn't fall pregnant the first month.  I spent another week of
nights a month later outside the back of that privy banging her bent over
crutch till the good news arrived with the loss of her periods.  We were
pregnant.  She told her husband that going to church to prey a child had
worked a miracle for her she claimed.  She would now regularly attend
church every Sunday without fail.
   True to his word Don organised a daytime meeting a couple of weeks after
Beltain.  I told the women I intended to take David with me as he had never
been to the city let alone on a train.  Chris of course wanted to go
organising a day off work beforehand.
   I had arranged this with the boys beforehand, having played their parts
beautifully.  I didn't tell them what we would be doing as I smiled to
myself.  I would have plenty of condoms on hand as we had got in a great
carton of the dam thing before Beltain.  With the aids scare these days a
dispenser was installed in the outside church privy for free.  With our
communities history of 'free love' the dispenser was well used when word
got around.  The church had put funds aside for the purchase of condoms
direct from the manufacturer.
   The boys were excited at having an outing to the city.  We had found a
dress suite for David at the Opp Shop which looked quite smart on him with
black dress shoes with a flat cap.
   The three of us set off taking the car to the station.  The boys were
excited at there surroundings as Chris had been to the city before having
distant relatives he had visited many years ago.
   We had a different address to go to as Don arranged this meeting at his
other residence.  His secretary Jamie had written a note including the
address of Don's 'private' residence where we were to go for this
clandestine meeting with nothing in our diaries.  The letter was to be
destroyed so there was no evidence.
   We had to catch a bus from our station.  This was no problems as we
followed directions walking down a street lined with triple storied
buildings.  It was an eye opener as it was an obvious up market suburb with
expensive cars parked outside.
   The door was opened immediately by Jamie ushering us into a hallway.  He
smiled warmly as he shook my hand then the boys in a gesture of welcome as
I introduced Chris then David.  I think Jamie was impressed with the boys
as he looked them up and down more than once as he shook their hands
warmly.
   He looked at me smiling saying.  "Don won't be long, He's picking up the
other party." He winked.  I nodded understanding.  Jamie showed us into the
back of the house out into a brick building in the garden beside the double
garage on the back wall.
   It was very nice inside, finding a small inbuilt pool.  It was warm
inside the building as Jamie indicated we should disrobe then enjoy the
heated water till Don returned.  The boys were beside themselves as Jamie
showed them where things were.  He indicated there was no swimming attire
to be warn but there were bath robes for modesty while out of the water if
required.  He turned on something which immediately started a pump with
jets of water working in one corner of the pool.
   David and Chris were wide eyed as Jamie laid out towels and robes for us
as I noticed there were two extra.  Then he left us to organise something
inside as he invited us to remove our clothes and enjoy the water.
   David was beside himself as Chris was wide eyed as I began to shed my
clothes.  David followed as he was grinning like a little boy.  I laughed
as I explained we were among friends here.  We were to enjoy ourselves
while we were here.
   I dipped my toe into the water as I climbed down the ladder.  "It's
beautiful and warm, come on in." As I stepped down letting the warm water
engulf my body.  "Come on David it's beautiful in." As I floated back away
from the ladder.
   He looked at me again as he descended the ladder entering the water. 
This was beyond anything David had seen or imagined as Chris followed him
in.  David was like a little kid with a new toy at Christmas.  He was
jumping around plashing and shouting like a two year old.
   Chris began swimming laps.  Short ones as the pool was about fifty feet
long by twenty wide.  David did not know how to swim as I was showing him
the fundamentals.  Jamie came in wearing a robe and slippers carrying a
tray with glasses putting it down smiling seeing we were enjoying the water
announcing.  "His eminence will be ten minutes or so." He smileds as he
removed his robe revealing he was nude beneath, then climbed down the
ladder dropping into the water ducking under getting completely wet,
surfacing close to me where we leaned up against the jets letting the water
pressure massage our bodies.
   This was most unexpected.  A taste of how the other half lived.  Jamie
was rubbing my arm up and down as he talked to me about how my church was
doing.  He then held my wrist saying.  "You realise why you are here
today?" I looked at him nodding not so sure now asking.  "Were meeting
Ruth?" He nodded smiling saying.  "Andrew we are going to have an orgy. 
Including myself and the boys."
   I blushed nodding as he added.  "There are drinks on the tray to get you
started.  I assume the boys drink?" I nodded as I knew both boys did as we
had had a nip now and again when we were celebrating something to do with
the church.
   I felt Jamie reach down sliding his fingers around my slack penis as he
smiled as it began rising, I must have looked surprised as he assured me.
"Relax Andrew your amongst friends."
   I groaned as he squeezed then to my surprise he dicked under as I felt
him let me go then I felt his warm wet mouth engulf the head of my
erection. I groaned louder.  This boy could suck a cock.  He released me
after a few seconds resurfacing.  Gasping.  "The promise of things to come
Andrew." He smiled.
   I shook my head grinning saying.  "The boys are going to love you
Jamie." He grinned back saying.  "I better go and get acquainted." He
smiled broadly moving out away from the massaging jets towards the boys who
were skylarking at the other end ducking and diving.
   I lay back in the hot water jets in the corner hanging onto the
horizontal side bars enjoying the experience with my eyes closed as the
three boys were enjoying themselves, thinking how good life was when I
heard a door bang shut.  I looked up to see a couple in the shadow of the
darker corner.  I smiled as I recognised Ruth's figure assuming the man was
his Lordship as It was a little too dark to make him out clearly.
   Jamie was climbing out of the pool at the other end crossing to the pair
as I watched him greet Ruth nude without a hint of embarrassment as he
stood before them.  I watched him bow as he led them to the towels and
drinks.  He lifted two glasses off the tray then carried it to the edge of
the pool handing me one then went to the boys handing them the thee
remaining glasses.
   He must have had a word as the boys made their way towards me as I was
smiling up at Ruth and Don as they began shedding their clothes.  There was
no pretencion with the couple as their clothes were shortly two heaps on
the concrete decking.  Ruth as usual looked magnificent bear breasted, for
a grandmother they were still firm with large nipples which were protruding
fat and hard as I remembered them.  Telling me Ruth was ready and willing.
   I was getting hard despite my strange surroundings as Ruth was making a
beeline towards me smiling, placing her drink on the deck then sat down on
the side of the pool above me lifting herself with her hands slipping into
the pool in front of me to come up grasping my erection with one hand
placing her other hand over my shoulder draping her body over mine as she
kissed me like no minister's wife should.
   I melted into her arms like old times.  I tell you it was as if we had
never been parted.  We clung to each other fore some time.
   Voices around us brought us back to reality.  Don was being introduced
to David and Chris by Jamie.  I think the two boys were so excited to be in
such surroundings I know I was as Ruth eased back letting my erection go as
Jamie introduced Chris to her as she drew him into her arms as he gasped
with surprise as she kissed him affectionately no doubt holding his
erection.
   Then it was Denis' turn as Don shook his hand then Ruth drew him into
her arms as I saw the look of surprise on David's face as I smiled as Ruth
looked at me as her eyes were wide with with what she was feeling.  I
grinned at her surprise as David was blushing as Ruth was holding him
tightly in her arms.
   Ruth of course picked David out for her first.  David was besotted with
her as she took his ridged organ in her hand guiding him in between her
legs as she reached for the Vaseline jar on the pool side greasing up the
condom she had just rolled down over his ridged erection.  I smiled as she
greased between her legs.
   I felt an arm on my shoulder as I looked around to see Jamie beside me
as he slipped his hand around my erection as I smiled at him reaching down
grasping his erection.  I looked up into his eyes as he smiled at me
whispering.  "I've been waiting for this moment since I first met you
Andrew.  Slow and gentle Andrew for our first." He turned around grasping a
rubber from the tray on the side of the pool stripping it's cover he turned
rolling it down over my erection with gentle loving fingers.  I rubbed his
shoulders as he completed his task as I felt him lube me then himself
leaning forward kissing me passionately on the lips.
   I could hear Ruth groaning with pleasure as I looked up to see her some
distance away wrapped around Denis as he drove up into her.  Don and Chris
were entwined together as I smiled seeing Chris duck below the surface as
Don arched his back with pleasure.  I smiled as Jamie had turned, backing
into my front as I felt him guide my erection to his entrance as I felt
myself slide into him up against his well lubed anus muscle as he whispered
reminding me.  "Gently Andrew."
   Well what can I say.  We all had taken the potion.  I had given the
recipe to Don in the second report as he had requested it for just such
occasions.  We all would have hard-ons till the end of the day.  Jamie and
I seemed to bond as I slowly applied pressure to his muscle as he pushed
back on my erection as I felt myself slide into him as he groaned as he
pushed back on me forcing me in deep.
   We lay there for some time as I clung to him holding him to me one
handed while I squeezed his erection with the other as he held onto one of
the chrome bars on the side.  I was fisting him slowly as I worked his
shaft and head up and down.  He was excited as I began working on him
slowly pushing in then out till I was completely inside him then I drew
right out as I felt him shudder with excitement as he groaned holding onto
my hips.
   I could hear moans and groans from the others as Ruth began moaning
loudly as David was pounding into her as her groans were quickening as
David was getting close as he pounded into her receptive body.  I could
only smile as I heard Don groaning as I could see him pounding away on
Chris' back as they had moved to the diagonal corner.
   I speeded up stroking into Jamie as I was getting close as I could feel
Jamie squeezing me as I began to pound on him as I felt him work his rear
back and forward helping me.  I went stiff as I groaned loudly as I forced
deep into Jamie as I began pulsing as I felt him clasp his hand over mine
on his erection working it up and down harder as I felt his shudder going
stiff as I felt his erection pulse strongly in my hand as he groaned.
   I realised the pool was quite as I looked around.  Ruth and David were
now behind me as Ruth was leading David up the steps as she headed for one
of the thin water proof mattresses as she lay down on it opening her legs
for David as she picked up a condom from the plate at the head near the
side wall.
   I could only hold Jamie as I felt him squeezing me with his muscle as I
stroked his still stiff shaft as he asked.  "You want to get out now
Andrew?" I squeezed him as we drew apart as I slipped out of his rear as we
both groaned.
   We all had decided it would be better out of the pool than having sex in
the water.  Jamie made sure we all had a glass in our hands as Ruth and
David went at it pashing on on the mattress.  We all followed suit as I
waited for Jamie to organise snacks and things.
   It was quite warm in the pool enclosure as there was a big heater blower
at one end of the room above the entrance door in the roof.
   Jamie and I settled down on our mattress as I realised each one was
separated by a lounge chair or table and chairs.  We soon settled as I
bared my arse for Jamie.  I added my groaning voice to the other's as I
heard Ruth scream in climax with David as I smiled as Jamie giggled as he
pushed his way into me.
   For morning tea Jamie had prepared snacks in the form of finger food. 
We tucked in as it was the signal to change partners as Don ploughed my
arse for the next hour as we sucked each other then I ploughed his.  Jamie
was telling me we were quite privileged as it was not often Don had
visitors apart from a few close associates which included Ruth.
   Ruth spent her morning with the two boys and myself as she doubled up as
she left mid afternoon to visit her grandchildren when they arrived home
from school.  I smiled as she left with a sore fanny and arse, which I had
contributed as the rest.
   Unfortunately the boys didn't get to see much of the city apart from
what they saw from the train and bus.  David was so taken with all those
people living together in to him was crowded buildings.  He could not
believe they were built so high from the ground.  We didn't have time to go
sight seeing but I promised to take them to the museum the next time we
were there.  I smiled secretly to myself as that would be in three months
time as Jamie had organised it with us with Don's blessing.
   It was back to the grindstone for me.  I had my little midweek holiday.
There were parishioners to visit who couldn't make it to services on
Sundays.  The list seem to be endless.  Yes we had cut down to four or five
a week which Beth informed me I would see them four or five times a year.
   There was another young wife who was having trouble conceiving.  The
word had come down through one of the outer circle woman seeking help. 
Although the church did not conduct confessionals I would hold unofficial
confessionals in the church office if required.  Most of course were people
in trouble with money matters.  Some were of a mental health nature where I
would urge the person to visit the doctor in the next village for
professional help.
   I had sent word back the way it came to discreetly visit the church
during the week of a morning to be consulted.  It was the next week on a
Wednesday morning as I happen to be in the church office organising myself
for the hymns for next Sunday to be practising tonight at quire practice.
   Beth came to the door announcing I had a visitor, showing in this young
village woman then withdrew as it was a private matter.  I thought to
myself here we go again as I imagined it would be something to do with
drugs being a younger woman but quite didn't fit the mould of unkempt
appearance with patched clothes.  To my surprise when she sat down as I
went through the ritual of making my visitor a cup of tea as we chatted
informally mainly about the church doings I sat down on my side of the desk
smiling at her.
   Her name was Roseanne, the wife of a farm labourer.  When I asked what
the problem was she went shy on me blushing embarrassment where I assumed
she had trouble in her marriage.  I gently probed with feeler questions
till I felt I was close to the problem.  I smiled at her reaching across
squeezing her hand as I suggested instead of telling me I would ask her a
series of questions she could nod or shake her head.
   This seemed to give her confidants to the reason of her visit, she
nodded.  I smiled at her reassuring her as I began asking if she was happy
in her marriage with her husband.  She nodded then shook her head.  Well I
had figured that or she wouldn't be here.  I went on asking a series of
questions till I asked if they had any children.
   I seen her hesitation then she shook her head.  Well it didn't take long
to get to the root of the problem from there.  With gentle probing I soon
found the problem was she had failed to conceive a child in their five year
marriage.  I then held her hands across the desk as gently as I could
asking why she had came to me.
   It took some time before she admitted that after Beltane she had heard
the queen was pregnant.  This set me back as I had not heard that story. 
She looked into my eyes almost whispering as she squeezed my hand saying.
"Father can you help me please?" I grimaced at the suggestion, I slowly
shook my head in denial, so it looks like Henrietta got her wish as I
smiled at the vision of the first time I shot my sperm into her maiden
body.
   I came back to reality as I squeezed Roseanne's hand, looking at her
with a straight face I asked as I could see the disappointment in her face.
"Can you keep your mouth shut?" I asked her keeping my straight face.  I
had made a decision I was not real happy with.  She looked puzzled as she
looked back at me as I asked again.  "Can you keep your mouth shut?"
   She looked frightened as my tone was stern the second time through.  She
began trembling as I felt her hand trying to withdraw as I held it tightly
as I asked again with a softer tone this time.  "Roseanne.  can you keep
your mouth shut?"
   I lent back a little still holding her hand on the table as I raised my
eyebrows in question.  She saw something in my face as I eased my
expression.  She nodded not sure what I meant.
   I let out a breath I had been holding saying.  "You will do things as I
say?" She suddenly realised I was going to cooperate with her possibly
granting her wish.  She began nodding her head as a smile of relief and
hope broke out over her face.  I squeezed her hand to reassure her.
   Now Roseanne I need some time to think this over.  You will come and see
me when it's convenient for you to get away I assume during the day.  We
will make it a morning as I'm busy in the afternoons.  What weekday would
suit you?"
   Roseanne seem to flounder as I offered her Monday or Tuesday then
Thursday or Friday.  "Roseanne when can you safely get away from your
husband?"
   She nodded timidly saying with a shaky voice.  "Mornings, he's at work."
She looked up into my eyes with hope registering as I nodded smiling as I
asked.  "When are your periods due Roseanne?" She looked down saying in a
quite timid voice.  "Next week." I nodded looking at her saying.  "You will
go for a checkup at the doctors tomorrow.  I will ring him today booking
you in.  You understand Roseanne?  His wife will phone you with an
appointment time." She shook her head saying in a defencive voice.  "We
don't have a phone."
   Well that mucked things up.  I shook my head as I thought.  I picked up
the phone on the desk listening.  It was free, no one was using it as it
was connected to the one in the house.  I dialled The doctor's number.  It
rang a number of times before someone picked it up as I heard a woman's
voice, his wife.  "Helen this is Andrew Holebrooke, I would like to speak
privately with Jacob when he was free please.  Jacob was with a patient at
the moment but would ring back shortly if it wasn't urgent.  I assured
Helen it was not.
   True to his word the phone rang ten minutes later as Roseanne was
settling down as I talked about other things as I asked he questions where
she grew up and went to school.  How she met her husband and married.  By
the time the phone rang I had a good grounding of her background.
   I picked up the phone before it could answer it in the house.  We had an
understanding with the girls if I was in residence being close handy I
would answer the phone as it saved time as I would be called anyway.  I
recognised the doctors voice immediately.  "Doctor." I greeted him formally
in front of Roseanne.  "I have Roseanne Gilbert with me, She has confessed
to me she is having trouble conceiving.  She would like to try again having
another checkup first."
   I think Jacob understood immediately what was going on organising an
appointment as I impressed upon him the church would pay the bill.  He
chuckled down the line as he indeed understand what was going on.  Roseanne
had an appointment the next morning with the doctor.  I had that spare
money the Bishop had injected into the church funds as he explained for
special occasions.  This was one of them.
   Roseanne had her appointment with the doctor inspecting her reproductive
organs ringing me that night to inform me of the results.  He could not
find anything wrong with Roseanne as on the previous occasion.  Jacob added
some advice for me to be careful as in sixteen to eighteen years time, my
half son could be marrying his half sister as he knew of a case where the
mother was put straight then the mother had a talk to the girl involved. 
That made me smile as I assumed the doctors sperm had been spread around in
his younger days.  Well it made sence that a brother and sister would get
on well together.
   I arranged for Roseanne to come visit the church for 'confession' in the
church office when she was in her fertile period, between ten to sixteen
days after her period.  If the weekend fell during those days then she
would refrain on those days going to church on Sundays as normal now.  Her
husband was not a church goer as a lot of the men which was not uncommon.
Strangely those men did attend Beltane and the other ancient ceremonies.  I
shook my head.
   It was nothing fancy you understand.  Roseanne would slip into the side
door of the church.  I would conveniently be there working on my sermon for
the coming Sunday.  I would take her in my arms after sweeping the papers
on the desk to the other end sitting her on the edge, easing her back as I
lifted her legs up over my shoulders as I pulled her thick pantaloons down
her legs so I had access to her reproductive organ.  Then proceed to push
my unprotected erection into her body.  I could not resist stroking her
clitoris with my thumb climaxing Roseanne a number of times till I spurted
strong and deep into her body.  I could not help but squeeze her breasts
with both hands as I lent over her kissing her as she clung to me.
   Feeling her muscles squeezing my erection as I delivered my life giving
fluid would result in me undoing her top dress buttons so the second time
through I could squeeze her naked breasts and ridged nipples.  Roseanne
would lay there on the desk while I worked on my sermon as my active sperm
tried to wiggle their way up to find her ripe egg.
   I was disappointed when after the second month Roseanne became pregnant.
I was becoming a tight fanny junkie.  I wrote my reports to Don diligently.
I smiled to myself as I wrote in great detail every groaning push and pull
plus squeeze as I imagine Don reading my report aloud as he was humped over
Jamie's back pushing into his secretary's rear as I described pushing into
Roseanne's fanny then blowing my load deep inside her as he blew his into
Jamie.
   Roseanne did came back for the third month as I made gentle love to her
on top of the desk.  I can't help but fall in love with the girls I'm
having relations with.  Yes Rosanne had definitely missed her periods as we
kept on the extra week to make doubly sure.


   To be continued.
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The Vicar of St. Union (MF, MM, rom, con, preg, occult)