#6424 - “Father might I have a minute of your time?” “Son you do know the hour is late?” “Yes but I have a confession to make” The Priest was approaching 56 and had a patch over his right eye and bald except for a three inch silver goatee which he stroked thoughtfully and then replied “Come into this booth” “Thank you Father” I answered bowing politely and went inside it was comfortable so I removed my hat and coat folded it and sat it next to me just as he opened the little window. After about fifteen minutes of pampering and kissing I made my way to the bed collapsing with both of them on either side of me. Leaving Jumping Jacks we had a good laugh and went to the other saloons and gambling establishments that Oaktown had to offer then as we retired to our room I collapsed to a knee holding my stomach.
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