I’m going to be doing your surgery later this morning. Are you Mr Chancelor?”“Yes I am,” I said. “Please call me Gareth.”“Splendid, Gare...h,” he smiled at me and then turned to Estelle. “I believe the surgery was explained to you yesterday? Do you have any questions?”Estelle shook her head.“Dr Ainslee explained it all quite clearly,” I said.“Good, good. I’ve been double-checking your scans. And as I believe Dr Ainslee explained, we tapped into a specialist in Sydney for confirmation of what we. ” I wanted to laugh and call her a crazy bitch but the words wouldn't come. Instead I watched her blue eyes twinkle before she started down the hall and I closed the door behind her. The thought of opening the door and calling after her to ask if she forgot something crossed my mind but I stood frozen instead. Only after I was sure the hall was empty did I lock my door and ready myself for bed. I did go to bed. But sleep couldn't come. Usually when I had enough to drink, I can lay down and. It was after vespers on a quiet Sunday evening when she came to the startling realization that she was unhappy in her vocation as a devoted servant of the Lord. Not that she had anything against the Lord or the church for that matter. It was just that she had a feeling of "spinning her wheels" in the daily routine of prayer and hard work. Susan didn't mind sacrificing to the greater good in just about every respect but the last decree from the mother superior prohibiting the viewing of any. He stroked her long hair, pausing only to draw her lips to his and kiss her deeply.Soon she felt him stirring inside her. His manhood began to swell again and he groaned as she squeezed him within her. "Doc?" she purred as she pushed herself back up onto her knees.Their movements were slower this time. He kneaded her breasts, pulling himself forward to capture her rock hard nipples in his mouth. She rocked slowly back and forth on his lap, groaning with each motion.She held his face to her.