Wanton Desires: A Taboo collection
I reached for my jeans next and after fumbling with the button, I slid it down my legs, stepping out of it.
The air in the room was cool on my skin. I stood there, in my bra and plain cotton panties, my arms wrapped around myself.
“Everything, Alice,” Father Callahan said gently. “The Spirit cannot be hindered by any man-made fabric.”
I was ashamed, but I was more afraid of hell.
Reaching behind me, I unhooked my bra and once it fell, I stepped out of my panties too.
Now, standing completely naked before him, my body was trembling and I didn’t dare to raise my head.