It was very short and displayed wonderfully athletic legs. Since she was fairly tall at about five eight, those beautiful legs seemed to go on forever....Her hair was long, but mostly tangled and dirty. I wasn't sure if it was always that way and doubted it. Apparently she and her companions had been hotly pursued for at least a few days lately.To put it bluntly Catla needed a bath. Hoping to make things go more smoothly I started running a tub of water and then began shucking my clothes to take. My eyes widened a bit when I realized it wasn't her mouth she was referring to. I looked at Amanda; her eyes were as big as saucers. Monique caught a glimpse of our surprise and laughed.Amanda's asshole was the forbidden zone; she didn't even like me playing with it. I told Monique I wasn't sure since I'd never done that before.She looked Amanda in the eyes, “It's the logical choice, Cherie, when you can't use your pussy.”Amanda just shrugged her shoulders saying she thought it was dirty. Her. I already had a semi boner from looking at all the magazines. It was very dark and the only light was a couple of small low watt bulbs painted green in the far corners of room. I let my eyes get used to the dark and started walking around the room trying to find out what this was all about. I could hear movie projectors running and could see small flickers of light coming from the openings of the curtains that covered the doors to the booths. This was a long time ago and all they had at the. In the bath house sister Meg predictably walked in, cane in hand to tell the girls to finish up and get dressed as quickly as possible. sister Meg had heard the noises coming from the girls and remembered the days when she was a novice herself and that she herself had enjoyed many a good orgasm. She was a kindly nun and chose on this occasion to turn a blind eye to the naughty girls "sexual fun".Normally she would have made an example of three or four girls with a few strokes of the cane over.