I knew that I had taken care of presents for Thia, Jon, Mica, and her kid via Amazon, which might lessened the significance of any given date. I had a...ked them all what they would like, then ordered it when I was last home. At least I had been smart enough to recognize that I might easily forget something. I hadn’t expected it to be as large a thing as Christmas. I couldn’t even call to wish them a Merry Christmas, because I was afraid of any call to Thia being traced.So the next best plan. He didn't want to discuss this at all. He certainly didn't want to discuss it publicly. "Eric, I'm sorry. It just won't work." You mean you won't let it work." Lower your voice." Brandon looked around again. No one was paying them any obvious attention. "Can we please do this somewhere private?" Right. OK." Eric had no intention of letting her get away from him now. He grabbed her arm and pulled her with him. On the other side of the library, one floor down, the study rooms were pretty close to. The aroma of feces, vaguely reminiscent of lamb but with the added stench of rotten, decaying bodily waste filled the room as Maribell tossed the sheet aside. Feldman’s light snoring abated momentarily. He snorted and then the rhythm continued. Maribell’s heart stopped. She looked over at Feldman, her mouth gaping and froze. Terror filled her body, mind and spirit as her thoughts raced and her heart pounded. She clasped her hands over her mouth as she heard herself whisper aloud, ‘Please,. Paul made things worse for himself when he called the Abbot a pervert. This only seemed to excite the Abbot more who put, it seems all the strength he had into the task of spanking Paul. Paul could feel that his buttocks was really hot now,but he also heard the monk make some strange noises;it was clear to Paul that the old monk was really 'turned on' by this whole experience. Paul wondered was the nun aroused by spanking Sharon,he decided that she must be. Paul could still hear Sharon pleading.