Like that," Julie's words were interrupted now by her husband's middle finger slithering wetly up under the tight elastic leg of her now warmly moiste...ed panties. The hotly probing tip teased and slid around and about her thinly bearded vaginal slit for a few delicious moments which Julie groaned out her pleasure in a soft, passion-laden voice.Gary reached under his wife's dress now with his other hand and slowly rolled her panties down over her smoothly rounded hips until the entirety of her. Most were older, but there were a few novices and young ones. They still wore their habits then, complete with wimples.The first morning I was there, after breakfast sister Bridgette came in with a washbasin and washcloth and said I was getting a bath in bed. Now she was hardly out of her teens, wore the white wimple of a novice, and had green eyes, traces of red hair peeking out of her headgear, and a delightful Irish brogue.She efficiently soaped and rinsed my face, arms, legs and torso, all. As the bus shuddered to a stop, Angie made her way to the rear door, which had opened for her. The obnoxious teens were sitting by the door, one of them eating powdered donettes. A quick slap on the butt left a white handprint on the back of Angie's dark blue skirt. She stumbled down the steps while glaring back at the laughing boys. What has happened to youth today? They are so disrespectful.An almost audible sigh could be heard from the bus as it pulled away. Angie looked at the note she had. The Count has been sending agents out looking for him for about three years now. He was also a close friend of the man who previously owned the island that you now own. With this new information, we can start watching to see if he shows his hand. He is also known to have close ties with a certain Mid-Eastern rogue nation. He is said to have been seen in the company of several African Military leaders recently. Jon, this is becoming even more wide spread than we originally thought. Maybe you.