Then, about 11 o'clock, I called Claire and asked her to come tomy office when she had a moment. I didn't want to make her overly suspicious by asking... her to see me straight away but I knew from experience it wouldn't be long before she came to see me.Sure enough, about ten minutes later, I heard a knock on my door and saw Claire step into the office, looking as immaculate as ever. I was taking a call at the time and motioned her to come sit down in front of me at my desk. I watched as she. A path! A sign? No. She smiled as she remembered solstices long ago. She was young. She was beautiful. She was eager to perform the rites needed to ensure the light would return; the crops would grow; the livestock would multiply. Now she was old. No longer would she return from the solstice night carrying a merry-begot child within her womb. No, that road was closed long ago. And good that it was. The clan needed her now, not for any children she might bear, but for her wisdom, her skills. She. I'll be withyou directly," he ordered as he slipped out the door to find SisterSara."Yes Sir," Bobbi replied as he hung the clothes and slumped down in thechair."Sister Sara, I was just about to go find you," said Father Edward."What is the situation with Mr. Brown? Have you talked to his parentssince yesterday? He just walked into my office in his regular uniformbut carrying what appear to be girl's uniforms. If memory serves mecorrectly he was to be punished for his indiscretion the. To be used. To do all the things she'd secretly yearned for but didn't dare admit to.Her simple wrap-around dress slid to the floor leaving her standing in brand new cut-away lace bra, matching thong and black stiletto’s. Her heart was hammering as he silently appraised her, the light above casting sharp shadows down her lush body. Here she didn't care about her few excess pounds – or her pale skin tone – or that her large DD breasts sagged under their own weight. And clearly neither did he..