A retired Italian wine maker went to the village church to make his confession for the first time in many, many decades. When the priest slid open the panel in the confessional, the man said, "Father, I have not been for such a long time. Please will you forgive me, Father?"
"You are forgiven, my son."
"Thank you Father."
"May I ask forgiveness for something else, Father?"
"You may, my son."
"Father, during World War II, a beautiful woman knocked on my door and asked me to hide her from the enemy. I took her into my home, and I hid her in my attic."
The priest replied, "That was a wonderful thing you did, my son! You have no need to confess this."
"It's worse than that, Father," he continued. "She was so, so beautiful. She had long dark hair, and the most beautiful voluptuous body. I found her totally irresistable, and she very soon quickly started to repay me with, erm.... well, you know.... favours."
"People in wartime sometimes act in ways they wouldn't under normal conditions," the priest replied. "If you are truly sorry for your actions, you are forgiven."
"Really? I am really, truly forgiven for what I have done?"
"You are, my son."
"Thank you, Father. That is such a relief to me." said the man. He then added, "I have one more question, please, father."
"What is your question, my son?" the priest asked.
The man answered, "She is getting rather old now. Should I tell her the war is over?"