Erotic writers can be quite imaginative in bed. I didn't mind, she seemed to find it naughty and forbidden. That was what mattered: how we were free t... be ourselves, to say and do whatever we wanted. I never held back a thought or a question, never lied to her, never gave her only half of an answer. There was only one time when this complete freedom led to an argument."Did you know wedding rings leave marks?" I asked her one day, not long after that first time—it must have been on our third. "Fornicator's,wicked,filthy fornictaor's,you will suffer today", came the Nun's voice from behind them.They could hear her habit shuffling as she paced behind them. Prioress Agnes stared at the two naked people kneeling before the painting of the Abbot,she felt very aroused,she couldn't take her eyes off of their bare backs and bottoms,she smiled at the thought of what was about to happen to them.Prioress Agnes had spanked many,many bare bottoms in her time at the Monastery of Repentance ,she. He is a big guy, about my height but heavier. He has a muscular build and almost Arnie type biceps. He is clean shaven, balding and has bedroom eyes. He looks hot! There is no-one else in the aisle. As we come close together, I whisper, "Your zipper is down!"He smiles and blushes and says ,"Thanks". He reaches down and pulls his zipper up.Then I blurt out, "Or maybe you wanted it like that to advertize did you?"He laughs out loud and says, "It might be a good idea. These days I'll settle for. "Veronica needed no second bidding. She had been wondering if she could get away with letting the tape fall down to Karen's waist so she could take a rapid measurement down there before the customer realised what was happening. "Twenty inches. No, let's call it nineteen, shall we?" If you like." Oh I do, I do," Veronica muttered under her breath. "Now, the big one. It won't be quite right with you squashed into this bra, but it will be a start." She tried, but couldn't hold her hands still long.