Sister Joseph wasa stout 57-year-old, rather serious woman of Irish parentage who had thick armsand always spoke with an air of authority, regardless ...of whether she wereaddressing a teenage boy, a parent, or a fellow sister. Under her habit she woreher stiff, graying hair in a tight bun rather than cutting it short as most ofthe other sisters did. A thick, compact woman, of about five foot three, SisterJoseph wore the same dark-gray, floor length habit that all the sisters wore,but hers, due to. It’s obvious they’re talking about me. They keep looking over at me. I’m afraid there might be a question about my age. I hope I don’t have to leave!I was wrong. After the guy went away our waitress came over and said something to Paul. He handed her the end of my leash and the next thing I knew I was being pulled down a dark hallway and into a dressing room.There are two strippers in there. They’re sitting at their makeup tables talking. They hardly looked up when we first entered. They. " What do you mean by 'shindig'?" Charisse asked. "What really gives?"Debby looked at Charisse and smiled. "I don't think you'll be bored, if that's what you're afraid of. From the little that Ralph told me, everyone should have a very interesting time indeed." I'll go if you're going, but what about an escort for me? I don't want to be the odd girl out at the party," Charisse said."Let that be the least of your problems Ralphie boy said he'd have a date for you and his word is pretty good.". Lol.. they laughed and she text me again then he pulled her onto his lap on the couch they began kissing then she repositioned herself to straddle his lap and kept kissing then she raised up as he pulled her breast out and was sucking them hard his hands reached around her ass and under her skirt and was playing she made a few deep moaning sounds and slowly started rocking on his lap and her moaning got louder and louder and started saying "oh god your so fucking big" I couldn't see what was.