♧◇DAISY◇♧The polished wood of the confessional was cool against my forehead. I inhaled the scent of old books and wax and the faint smell of my arousal. "Bless me, father, for I’m about to sin again," I whispered into the screen, trying to keep my voice as steady as possible.A soft, patient sigh came from the other side."My child," Father Michael said quietly."That's not quite how it goes. The prayer is 'Bless me Father for I have sinned.' We confess the sins we have committed, not those we plan." He chuckled in a gentle sound. "Though your earnestness is commendable. Let us begin properly."Oh, I’m earnest, all right.I folded my hands in my lap and gave myself a once over. I was wearing my pleated skirt and a white blouse buttoned to the throat. My big, round glasses probably caught the candlelight, making my eyes look huge and innocent. That’s what he saw. A soft-spoken girl from Saint Agatha’s All-Girls Catholic College. He didn’t see the slick heat between my legs and the p
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