" And you've fallen in with these people?" Sir, it's a vanity, but Mother Superior permits me to row at the New York Athletic Club. Miss Kennedy also ...rows there, and we row together in double sculls."He nodded. "Is it your wish to learn of these things, Sister Marian?" I don't honestly know. If what Miss Kennedy says is correct, I'm not sure what to believe." In God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit, Mary ... all those things the Church teaches and holds dear. Nothing you will hear will contradict. He was a 6-4 tall black man and he was 10 inches thick. He had his own place and she made arrangements to see him. After arriving at her house, he began to ask questions and after awhile she asked if I could come over and just watch no camera. It didn't take me long to come over. She was already a few drinks deep and she had her pants off sitting sipping her drink in her g-string. After meeting Mr. P-10 (she called him P10 because he was a perfect 10). She gave him the best head I ever saw any. All too soon, it was time to go home. Since everyone would be home tonight, I went in the kitchen to start dinner. When I entered, I noticed that the crock-pot was on. I lifted the lid and smelled the wonderful aroma of roast beef, potatoes, carrots, and onions cooking. Someone had been very nice and started dinner for us. It was probably Chelsea. She probably put it on before she left for her school or work. Which one, would depend on what she had on her schedule today. When I tasted the. "Hey! That cost me a fucking bomb!" Good!" I paid more than a hundred quid for that! You owe me!"That did it. I grabbed his throat and forced him to his knees. His breath came in short, gargling gasps. I spoke quietly and all the more menacingly for it, I realised later."Shut the fuck up and listen. You are a fucking shithead and if I hear that you're doing this again, I will make sure that you regret it. Understand?"He nodded as much as he could. I dropped him like so much dog shit and looked.