As he cleared the sleep from his eyes he saw that she was already dressed. She was looking in the mirror putting her earrings and make-up on. He never...tired of looking at her, he knew every inch of her body intimately, she was firm in the right places and soft in those that mattered, her long brown hair spilled over her shoulders, the skirt and nylons she wore were clinging to her body like a second skin and he felt a stirring in his nether regions. He moved his arms to prop himself up, but to. ..................................................................Later that night as they went to bed. Andrea told Jim about Harriet's visit. But not the kiss. She told him about Harriet's suggestion that she may be able to solve their problems with more land. Jim was all ears. He was very interested to hear anything about their statuesque neighbour.He asked “What do you honestly think of her?”Her reply was very guarded. “I think she's very nice. Very friendly and loves her family.”Jim said “I. "Monsignor Flavin interrupted her, "You address me simply as 'Master', not as Reverend anything. I am your teacher and Master while you are here, not your confessor."Somehow she heard the capital M on the word Master and shivered slightly."Sir, I became a nun because I had always been intended to be a nun. It was something I knew had to happen, even from childhood, before I understood anything about Our Lord."A smile broke over the Monsignor's face, "I thought so. None of the V's?"Seeing her. She always pass jokes in class. Her teaching is very beautiful. I was very poor in Hindi, but now I am a genius. This is happened b4 2 years, now I am an engineering student in Bangalore. One day the third period is Hindi, but she didn’t came to class. I was the class leader. I went to the physics lab. The entire lady teachers are using the physics lab as staff room. When I was entered to the lab, she is sitting in the chair and her head is resting on the slab. She is alone there. I called her.