I understand from Friar Ambrose that the nuns of Perpetual Repentance employ corporal punishment as a means of bringing about discipline,unfortunately... neither I or my staff are comfortable with administering corporal punishment and that is why I am writing to you in the hope that you may send some of your nuns to our school and address our most unruly pupils and perhaps instill a good sense of discipline in the school.I do hope that you can help us in some way and I await your response. I thank. I told her that I would give her a call if I wanted her. She looked disappointed.Helen Green and Kitty Summers were right on time Wednesday. Helen was an athlete with a fantastic body. She likes to enter triathlons and she usually placed in the top third. Kitty was very tall, very thin, and she had A-cup breasts. She was beautiful and had been a beauty pageant contestant a few years back. Since then she had a baby and her husband found another trophy wife. I could have asked for more money to. I listened. I listened for God’s voice. I begged him to hear me and give me guidance. All I could hear were my own thoughts. The only future I could see was the one I’d already lived. The look of horror on my boyfriend’s face when I told him I was pregnant. His futile attempt to deny that it was possible. The look of disgust on my father’s face the last time he spoke to me. No, not the day he died—the day I told him I was pregnant. The minister’s lecture during my wedding on the evils of sex. Her husband left for office and children went to some nursery.She opened the door, let me in and huffed me tight, meanwhile I closed the door as I didn’t want anyone to catch a glimpse of that. I asked her hey divya what happens suddenly and she put her fingers on my lips and said shhh and kissed me and I couldn’t resist. I pushed her onto the wall and continued to smooch her. We were engrossed in this deep kiss with the tongue and everything. I broke the kiss and said wait isn’t this wrong..