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that went into the booth was Jenny's mom, my next store neighbor. Jenny was fourteen and a lead cheerleader. The booth was under Mon. Senior's guise today. I started to record. "Bless me father for I have sinned, it has been one week since my last confession." "Yes my dear. Do you have anything to confess?" After the usual nonsense, we get down to the juicy stuff. "I masturbate two to three times a day." "And why is this? Are you single or married?" "Married father." "Does your husband neglect your needs?" "Yes, he hasn't shown any affection towards me in a month. I fell lucky to receive his attentions about once a month." "So, the only attention you get is from self manipulation?" "Yes, father. But I given the chance, I think that I might allow someone