sister, we all know what happened to you yesterday morning. i expected that you would want to speak to me about it. but you could have come to my office. your being here, in the confessional, implies that you, sister, have done something wrong. you haven't. i assure you. i feared you might have misplaced feelings of guilt. if you condemn yourself because you experienced feelings of.  curiosity or even.  pleasure, you mustn't --
it's funny, you knew. but the first thing i think of is kneading the bread that i help bake for the soup kitchen. maybe that's because my the muscles in my arms still hurt.
i think of running for help, and falling to my knees in prayer.
yes, sister?
you knew them? who were they, sister? who are these boys? what are the names of these -- good boys you knew?