The Days and the Seasons
Two pairs of ears swivelled in the direction of the confessional stand. "i shall wait," the fox began to say, not wishing to interrupt someone's confession, but before he could finish, the door to one end of the confessional stand opened.
Moonbeams and Nightmares
Albert came out of a confessional wielding a long pole topped with brass. he hit edward in the head, but it was a glancing blow. in his angered state, edward grabbed the pole and yanked it like it was a straw.
Like Mother, Like Son
Nic, an old confessional acquaintance of mine, continues his story about how he caught his son using dildos for the first time. he recounts the tale of how he and the boy's mother met, and how marrow, nic's son, came into existence.
The Tales of Sorath (part nine)
She located the confessional and stepped into it. "father vires?" she said shakily. "yes my daughter, what is it?" "i have a few questions." "then why are you in the confessional? why not ask me face to face?" "i'm not sure if that is a good idea."
Chapter 11: Neighbourly Greetings
“i’d be more scared for your safety if they were alone in the confessional booth with you,” said morrison. father albert then held himself higher and said solemnly, “if the lord decides that it’s my time, so be it.
Hot Puppies
"tell me he's not one of those atheist death bed confessional types who try to play all the angles once they realize their time is up and its time to pay the piper." "who?"
Desolate
There was a discreet little confessional near the end of the church in a little alcove between a parishners grave and a statue of the virgin mary. i opened the door and entered the closet like space and had a seat on the red stool.
Shredding Velvet
Many of the more narrative and confessional poems are simply recordings of my life, and rereading something like amab actually made me tear up. idk if anyone will read this, but if you do!
Diplomacy on the Casino Floor (Otherwise Untitled)
~ his pride did not take the bait, his tone somewhat confessional, "well, you know how we've something of an industry in... expedient marriages, yes?"
The Path To Feeling Like A Nun
He went down the hall and found himself in a dark confessional with her entering and shutting the door behind her. "okay... we're here, so now what do we do?" he asked. she grinned and started pulling her jeans down.
Cherry: Chapter 23 - Information
As planned, i entered the confessional after he entered his, and the bengal tiger went on to describe who it was.
A tasteful Easter
His congregation was quite devout, and almost every sunday someone sat with him in the confessional and confessed their sins. but in fact, all the sins confessed had been minor, completely harmless offenses.