Church Business

A preacher named Adrian Finn had considered that living in sin with a nubile young maid who'd ensure he'd get laid would bestow a perpetual grin. An enraged and surprised congregation, after thorough consideration, voted twenty to one that he'd live with a nun who would practice, each day, flagellation. Said the elders 'A priest must abstain', lest the practice would render insane all the good in his head through the deeds of the bed. He agreed since God's rules were quite plain. Thus the nun took up residence soon she would sing, sometimes whistle, a tune. A seduction took place when she sat on his face, she was under the spell of the Moon. It was night and he knew it was wrong, but the urge to be carnal was strong. Like old Jefferson Bill he did savour the spill, was it sex without using your schlong? He could probably claim that he had been a party to some kind of fad. Thus it wouldn't be sin if he hadn't been in he was livid, still rigid, but glad. Said the nun 'will you now be my master, we have entered the zone of disaster, if you hurry inside we shall go for a ride, and the ride will go faster and faster.' As he still was a trifle dismayed, she took action and soon got him laid. At first light (which is Dawn) he went out to the lawn and he preached that they'd REALLY prayed. After thirty-six weeks they could tell that the nun who was Sister Adelle, had dropped weight overnight and they thought that she might be in trouble and really unwell. But the preacher came up with a fable, they'd received from Morocco a cable, and had taken the option of a hurried adoption then she showed them the boy, on a table.