Kathleen was glowing as she walked past him, not to mention the meals fragrance over powered her peach fragrance. She told him to go and wash up for d...inner, they would be eating in his office. Patrick did as he was told, he washed his hands and face and walked into his office. She walked straight into his office, she set down the basket. Taking out a video camera, turned it on then placed it on the bookshelf, making sure it was hidden. As Patrick walked in Kathleen was taking clearing his. The sheets were still damp under her ass from her orgasms last night. She whiffed the odor of pussy-juice and it took her breath away.But then she began to wonder about herself. Was she a lesbian? Worse, what about having sex with her mother? Was that incest? But what wrong did they do?All thoughts of going back to sleep faded.Yanking the dildo from her pussy, she laid it upon the night table and ran down the stairway to the kitchen, still naked.Her mother's warm smile greeted her."Oh, Mommie,". “OK,” she said. “Where?”“It’s up to you. We can use the ‘Indian’ room, or the back yard, or go for a walk.”“How about the ‘Indian’ Room?” she suggested.“OK. I put water on for tea earlier, so let me fix the pot.”She followed me to the kitchen. I put the tea leaves in the tea ball, put it in the teapot, and then added hot water from the kettle. I put two cups and the teapot on a tray and we went to the ‘Indian’ room.“George, do you mind if we have this room?” I asked.“No, it’s cool. I’ll go sit. This sometimes caused Innocence great embarrassment, as she washed apart from the others and took her clothes off so coyly. The other nuns, however, made no comment and probably had no suspicion. After all many nuns had peculiar habits and a strange fastidiousness. This presumably was not unconnected for many of them with their decision to join an order that renounced pride in the flesh. This did mean, however, that when Innocence was aroused by the masturbatory groans of Sister Charity or the.