That priest

A few minutes passed and while Father was going to confession, Louis was getting bored in the room alone. To remedy the situation, he got up and left the room as well. He did not want to confess, so he wanted to get an overview of this hostel. But that didn't keep the devil happy for long either. The building quickly became boring and Louis sat on the couch in the entrance. He leaned back a little and had his head rested on the back of the chair. "What a boring outing," he muttered, looking at the ceiling. But then a seductive smell rose to his nose. It was the delicate smell of roses. Louis tilted his head slightly to one side, saw where the good smelling scent was coming from. A woman had entered the hostel. She seemed to be a guest, Louis concluded, as the receptionist greeted her and wished her a good night. During the brief conversation Louis had examined the woman. She was slim. Her clothes revealed her curves as she was very figure emphasized, but not revealing. Her blonde ha