When we were done, Jenny came over to me, and gave me a hug and a kiss. The kiss was hardly chaste, more like a lover's kiss. I immediately got hard, ...nd I'm sure she felt it; she giggled, and ran off to get dressed.I e-mailed the prints to the producer, and got an immediate response; they were offering Jenny a contract worth fifty grand a sitting, with a guaranteed minimum of four sittings. They would specify the shots they wanted, and I would shoot them. Most of these shots, however, would be. She was about to say that the kiss was inappropriate when Thomas spoke."Wow," Thomas said looking at his mother with wonder. It seemed that he was as surprised by the kiss as his mother was. Then he added, "Can we do that again sometime." His mood had suddenly brightened."We'll see," Grace answered noncommittally. Then she shook her head and wondered if his comments had all been a put-on in order to get her to kiss him. She stared into his blue eyes and convinced herself that it wasn't. "Okay,. "Now for my tits," she said in a low voice. She grasped her right nipple and lifted her breast with it, pulling the underside of it into view. This is going to hurt, she thought. It always did. She bit her lip, picked up a needle, consecrated it with the incense, and used its two-inch length to carefully mark off that distance from the base of the nipple to the spot below it, a spot that she knew was extraordinarily sensitive to pain. She situated the point of the needle at that spot. She took. He was happy to announce on his fourth pint in the Archbishop Williams that he was fucking a nun."A nun!" exclaimed Dave, who worked in accounts. "That's fucking insane, man. Nuns don't fuck." Well, she's not a nun exactly," Alex clarified. "She's applying to be a vicar." That's the same thing, innit?" suggested Eddie, a big bearded guy with a management role in HR. "Vicars. Nuns." Vicars can fuck," assured Terry. "It's just that most vicars aren't chicks." Don't be so sure about that," said.