“Sister Claudine will do as she is instructed. She won't, as you people say, contaminate the victim.”I close my eyes and massage my temples with t...e heels of my thumbs. “I don't think I've ever said that,” I say.When I open my eyes again, the colored glass in the window are all flashing with a blue tint.“The police are here,” I say. “I'm going downstairs to talk with them.”“Very well,” Sister Agatha says, “but your assistant must stay here of course.”“Why?”“Because she's... well, because the. She was in the 12th grade, 19 yrs old. She had a really great body with the right amount of curves at the right places. She actually used to come with her mother during afternoon time. I didn’t really care much in the beginning but one event changed my whole life.One afternoon I was alone at home and deepthi came in. I let her in even though it was not her usual time. I had to keep an eye on her since no one was home.She used to wear salwar kameez and during work, she used to keep her chunni. I grabbed my favorite dress shirt and a pair of my more comfortable gap khakis. Splashed on some of her favorite cologne, brushed my teeth and I was off to see if she was out yet. It was about 10 to 8 when she opened the door and entered the living room. She had on a semi full length leather trench coat that just came to her knees. Her new black stiletto 6" spiked knee high CFM boots was all I could see. Her hair was ratted and twisted and her make up was heavier than normal. She looked like. He remembered how guilty he felt after that first encounter and how the guilt grew for the six months afterwards. He gone toChristy's house one morning and was going to tell her of her parent's wild sex life when of all things, he found himself suckling her lactating breasts."Enjoying the moment," Julie said, looking him in the eye. "Why don't you join us? Christy would love it."John stood fixed to the spot as he watched Christy get to her feet and stepped towards him. He had planned, or at.