Housekeeper Tidies Up Before Pleasuring Herself

My fornications were wicked, yet incomparable to this woman’s rejection of God to embrace Satan. Regis’ condemnation echoed in my dreams. “Lost sheep should find each other, if there will be no rescue for us.”
She calmed at that. I did not return until long after sundown. It is unspeakable, yet I burn to speak.”
“You speak of a thing that cannot and must not be told to even God’s servants?”
“Yes.” Her whisper quieted. Their wrappings would only protect them from the sun for so long. I gave a dollar’s worth of pennies and nickels. “Wait, Mother.” Hory began. Yet none of her suffering exceeded her desire to protect the last of her family. “And what will you be buying, Ma-am?”
I set my obviously heavy coin purse on the counter. Hory’s anger changed his motions that night.