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Carol, as I was to find out in the next few days, was a year older than I was although nobody in their right mind would figure she was 37. At the most, you would think she was 26 or 27. She was also a widow, having lost her husband in a terrible car crash just 2 months before I arrived at the parish, leaving her to raise her two daughters by herself.
On my first Sunday, I stepped into the pulpit and looked down. There, sitting beside my wife, was Carol. The vision of her ass immediately sprang into my head and I was thankful that the pulpit, unlike the clear Plexiglas lecterns of today, was a large wooden one that hid the erection that arrived at the same time as the vision.