"Come in," he called. He watched the handle turn slowly. Finally the door began to open on its hinge, until the petite blonde 18-year-old standing in the doorway was revealed. She was no more than 5'1", with a trim waist, angelic face, small, pert breasts, and a bubble butt Father Thomas had to continually restrain himself from squeezing. Pure perfection. "Ah, Sandra." Her name rolled off his tongue like honey. "Sit down, my child," he said, motioning to the chair opposite the desk. A small smile crept across his face, although he tried to appear stern. He cleared his throat and pressed his lips into a tight frown as the girl softly shut the door behind her and hesitantly approached him. She appeared nervous, which put Father Thomas at ease. He knew simply by observing her timid behavior t
