Chapter Eight
The Bishop
I didn’t see her for the rest of the day. Walking around the Mission, I kept playing over and over in my mind how we lost our virginity in the sacred crypt and then lay naked in each other’s arms in the privacy of my room, like Adam and Eve, without guilt or shame. After ejaculating in her mouth I kept remembering how I touched a drop of semen from the mounds of her breasts and how she kissed and licked the white creamy substance right from the tip of my finger. Dorothy took a part of me within her body, just as I did when I licked and swallowed the creamy sweet substance from her womb. Lost in thought, I nearly bump into the Bishop.
“Father Joseph. I saw you at the Induction Ceremony. It was good to see you out and about. May I have a word with you?”
I always
