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Knowing that if she ran out now, the priest would most definitely be suspicious and see Wenda naked. The best thing to do was to sit there and talk.

“Umm. B-bless me father, for I have sinned.” Stammered Wenda, never confessed before in her life. “I’ve… pulled pranks on several people who angered me.”

“And what kind of pranks are you talking about?”

“I’ve stolen a girl’s clothes at the gym, I removed my ex’s hair, broke into a cinema, pantsed a girl in the park and another one at a club. Oh, and I peeped in a men’s locker room to check out everyone’s junk.”

“Ohhh…” said the priest surprised. “And this has all happened over a week, a month?”

“It was all today.”

“Oh, my!”

“Yeah, I had quite the busy day.”

Regaining his composure, he asked, “but why did you do all this, child?”

“It’s just that… each and every one of them has hurt me one way or another. They either bullied me or betrayed me. Just once I wanted to feel powerful.”

“And the peeping?”

“Oh, that was just curiosity.”

“I see a lot of Hail Marys in your future, young lady.”

“Any idea where we’re getting those robes?” Asked Michael, as the trio entered the church.

“I dunno, we could ask the priest in the confessional.” Answered Lucy.

As the trio walked closer to the confessional, however, they heard a familiar voice coming from within.

“Oh, and I peeped in a men’s locker room to check out everyone’s junk.”

“Wow, who know Wenda was such a perv?” Whispered Michael.

“I know right. Looking at you, she never could’ve gotten her fill from you.” Said Sandra.

“Oh, like you’re all that!”

“Quiet, you two!” Interrupted Lucy. “We wait till Wenda walks out, and then we grap her.”

“Why don’t we grab her now?”

“Because I want to hear what else she might confess. I might be something we could use against her.”

“Crap, we need a way to stop those three!” Said Oliver.

“You know, I think I have a plan!”