A block down that rural road, a neighbor boy had been making his way toward Dana’s house. Dott had never made an issue of Fontane’s escapades because, since signing on as a counseling priest, he was getting plenty of blow jobs himself. xxx18 Yes, I’ve been gettin’ my dick sucked by that girl, but maybe you don’t know what you don’t know.”
“Suppose you enlighten me then.”
Fontane pulled his feet from the table and leaned closer. She pushed again and began moving slowly forward and back and forward and back. “If you don’t believe it, I’ll get her birth certificate.”
“This is…This is crazy!”
“Naw, ain’t crazy. I’m nearly late for a meeting at the grange.”
How bat-crazy were people of the Valley? When Fontane was through speaking, Dott followed him outside to greet smiling parishioners who dressed in
