I went through a long line of saints, promising each one months of prayer and good works, if only I could somehow, some way, get out of this. Meanwhil...e Sister Juliet closed the door behind her and I swear she looked right at me. Only the time it took her eyes to adjust from the hallway light to the darkened room may have saved me.I was concentrating on breathing as slowly and quietly as I could, but my mind was telling me there was something odd about the nun. I couldn’t figure it out;. I loaded up my things some naughty things and some nice things and some extra yummy things. I get loaded up in the car and head out, so excited that in a few hours I'll finally be in his arms again. I get about an hour down the road and just in that hour I have gotten myself so worked up to see him. I kinda start rubbing my legs together on the road while I'm listening to some soft slow love making music and thinking of our past times together. I finally can't take it any longer. I pull over. There was a large mirror in the bathroom, as I said earlier, and I saw that my panty was displaying more than covering my large ass cheeks. This was a problem with me, I tried several brands, but unfortunately every panty that I wear automatically shrinks towards my ass crack and cover practically nothing of my buttocks. I was truly looking very obscene like that with my blouse on and panty squeezing in my ass crack. Hence I quickly got out of my panty and was about to keep it on the door top,. They creak under your weight as you step onto the covered porch and pull back your hood. You run your hand through your neck-length brown hair and sling out some of the rain, now that it is no longer hammering down on you. You allow yourself a little time to dry off before entering, busying yourself with looking over the wooden structure, and admiring the stone walls of the tavern that remind you of home. The unusual pattern and sharp rugged edges... you reach out, resting your hand on it..