She watched as the man began to melt into the floor. His flesh turned into molten plastic he could only scream in place as his body melted into a plas...tic puddle. Just when Paula though she had seen everything, she watched as the puddle rose up and reformed itself in a perfect pantyhose form. At least nearly perfect since his leg scar had remained as a reminder to those who betrayed the house."Go away!" a horse whisper grew louder. The voice sounded like it came from within the pantyhose form.. " What?" I asked."He can't get a cock lift, it's not right a nun of my age needing to wear stockings to turn my priest on." the mother superior admitted."Or mine," Sister Pious agreed, and blushed furiously."You did say you fantasised about the Mother superior Michael," Father Rafferty reminded me."Yes, I did, I did once," I admitted, "In the night." You see poor old Dougal just doesn't measure up any more Michael," The mother superior insisted, "Why ten years ago he had seven inches of solid. Tommy walked until he was well beyond the city limits and across the road from the bar and waited for a car to come by.Tammy was by the phone when it rang but she waited for Wayne to answer it."Hello," there was a short wait and then, "Hey, thanks, you know how women get, I'll tell her there is no reason to be concerned. Thanks for checking" and hung the phone up.Her patience expired. "Well you gonna tell me what Wade said or what?" He said the guy is clean, no warrants outstanding just passing. Her room is right next to mine, and it's usually too loud for her. So she waits in the kitchen until I'm…you know, finished entertaining," she explained. "It doesn't usually take very long." So, she…knows what you are doing?" I deduced lamely."Yes. She knows I do it to make ends meet and to pay the bills. I only do it on the weekends so it doesn't interrupt her sleep during school nights," she added. I sat next to her in silence for a long few seconds, processing this surprising.