It occurred to me that I could take advantage of the position of your room and mine, and pretend that I thought you were following me, when in fact, I... knew exactly where you were going all along. I wonder if you can imagine, Sir, how thrilling it was for me to have you follow me to your room and submit myself to you. My heart was beating—no THUNDERING in my chest as I spoke to you outside your room. But now that I have submitted myself to you, and, to show you that I hold no secrets from you, I. After some time I stopped her as I was near climax and I did not want to waste my energy as I had something else in my mind and she stopped. I asked her to pull off her shalwar as well and she did so. She also asked me to get naked and I also did the same. Now we were naked and I saw her cunt and there were a dark bush there and I don’t like them and I asked her why she didn’t clean her pussy. She said I like them. She asked me it is your turn now to lick her pussy. I felt it very disgusting. There were black smoke stains and blackened windows. It was a sad looking sight. ‘Ah, well,’Kate said eventually, ‘We’d better get at this and see what is salvageable.’ They did a general tour first and learned first hand what Mike Schantz had already told them, namely that the furniture was probably going to be a write off. Kate looked with sadness at the mess that had been her comfortable home. The main task that they involved themselves in was sorting through clothes. They ended up with a. ..agin."Jason could see that Sister Nancy was still breathing. Not dead, but...what?Joan knelt, looking at a smear of blood on the hard edge of a nearby seat arm. "Looks like she hit here. Tripped?" Then she turned to regard the unresponsive nun. "Could she be faking?" Easy enough to tell," George said, kneeling down and pulling his knife back out."GEORGE!" Everyone else moved to stop him, but he quickly grabbed Sister Nancy's hand and thrust the tip of his blade under her index finger's nail..