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Mr. Wallace and Me

By Robin O.

Part 13:

Father Kincaid calmly locked the front door and walked slowly around me, making little clucking noises as if appraising me as I stood there feeling more and more vulnerable, goosebumps appearing on my bare back, neck and shoulders. His deep, gravelly voice, the same one that was so intimidating when I was an altar boy, seemed to go right through me. I may have looked sophisticated and beautiful in my sexy gown, but I felt like a frightened child as the huge, old priest moved his craggy face close to me, put his right hand roughly behind my neck and bellowed.

"Do you know you could have done me permanent harm when you kicked me at the church, Billy?"

My gloved arms helplessly handcuffed behind me, forcing my small breasts to jut out, my lower lip began to quiver. I thought he was going to punch me.

"Please, Father Kincaid," I said, my voice cracking nervously."I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me."

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