" Effortlessly, I grabbed both ankles and slid her to the edge ofthe toddler bed. She shrieked and started giggling. As I gathered thewipes and powder..., I kept the high-pitched laughs going by tickling hersoft belly with my free hand. I was just about to remove the tapes whenthe giggling stopped cold. Her eye-line shifted to over my shoulder, andshe frowned. I turned to see Austin, also only in his briefs. I hadn'trealized she had woken him up, too."So this is the naughty little Tim I've heard. “Drink.” Genevieve commanded. She pressed the cup to my lips and I drank. It was a very sweet and strong wine. This was the last I remembered.I awoke the next morning to a rap on the door of my cell, dazed, wondering if it had all been a nightmare. I opened to see Sister Gwendolyn’s face smiling brightly, wishing me good morning. When I last saw her she was kneeling between Sister Mary’s legs pleasuring her yet she showed no shame. I must have blushed. What sort of a convent was this?“I have a. It might be accepted.I slammed my locker shut, twisted the combination lock and turned towards the front of the school and my meeting with Elizabeth Chandler."Kevin!"A yell behind me stopped me in my tracks; I glanced back and discovered Natasha heading for me like a World War Two destroyer chasing down a U-boat. People were clearing the way as she ploughed towards me. The look on her face helped push people clear of her path and warned me that all was not right with the world."Natasha," I said. ”“Fuck you, Tim!” I snarled back. “I didn’t touch your wife’s tits, even if they were on display all night. She’s making this shit up, probably because I turned her down when she grabbed my crotch and suggested we get together during the week. You won’t be invited to any more of our parties. You can bet your ass, and Betty’s big tits, on that.”“You grabbed my wife and now you’re calling her a liar?” demanded a seething Tim. “I was trying to handle this in a civilized fashion, but I’m tempted to.