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Date Posted: 16:22:15 06/05/17 Mon
In reply to: Edwin to Daniel 's message, "Re: Should macho prisoners be subjected to female superiority?" on 18:29:04 05/31/17 Wed
" ... You can be thankful you moved away when you did or you would have been performing your alter boy duties without any pants on under your robe. ..."
At the end of the session he asked us if we wanted to purify our souls by joining the Parish Altar Boys Group, and it was strongly suggested we agree. So we did.
I was supposed to join a group of two or three of the new boys to attend some instructions a few days later after school. (It might have been a week or so later) and I skipped it, so the next day I pretended to have diarrhea all night, and a fever the next day, so I missed school. Mom did get a call from school about the absence that day and I pretended to use the toilet several times that day, a Thursday, and that night so I missed Friday's school.
Mom went to the drug store that afternoon, to get me some Kaopectate. I also got treated to an enema over her lap to "Clean out whatever was causing the runs. I had told her I was passing watery stools and fortunately she did not check closely herself.
Actually by Friday afternoon the Kaopectate had stopped me up and my heiney was sore from running to the toilet multiple times. My peepee was also sore because most times I managed to close the bathroom door so I masturbated two or three times both days.
We were into moving the next week so I was home helping pack and carry things from one room to another or out to a borrowed truck.
At the new school, I avoided Saturday confessions and when I did have to participate I never mentioned any lustful thoughts, masturbating, or seeing to touching any one's sexual parts.
Over the years a few times the Confessional Priest asked some leading questions about the boys secret habits and I just said that I knelt down at the "Infant of Prague" statue in our hallway ot the big wooden crucifix mom had mounted in my room and recited the rosary until the urge went away.
That is when I discovered that exaggerated sincerity worked very well.
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