I was wearing shorts and when his hand touched my bare leg I knew that this might be my first gay encounter.I told a white lie and said to him, “Jac..., I’m not gay but I do it with guys from time to time, any interest?” He nodded yes and we made plans to hook up. I told him my room number and said to give me a half hour.I went straight to my room, smoked another “J” and went into the bathroom to douche myself. My heart was beating a mile a minute. I dressed in an undershirt and shorts with no. The door opened suddenly and the middle-aged nun ordered her to come inside in a stern voice;there was three other nuns in the room,they were older than Janice remembered but she knew them the minute she saw them and instinctivly put her hands behind her as if to protect her bottom.The four nuns were smiling.It was the middle-aged nun who spoke."Now,Janice,I am sister Concepta and I would like to welcome you to the programme for errant women."I take it you already are familiar with sister. An hour passes by, when Ramya looked in the direction of the hall and is stunned to visualize what she was looking at. The Servant boy slept with his tummy facing the ceiling. The Servant boy was wearing only a loose short pant, through which there was a huge protrusion. Ramya instantly started to imagine the length of his tool and the massive thickness that would create such a bulge in his pants. Ramya felt restless and started towards the hall to have a closer look. The silhouette of Ramu and. .............So, the oncologist tells me, there's not much a mastectomy can do for me now, since the fucking cancer is in my lymph glands, my liver, all over the place....he still wants to do radiation, chemo, the whole fuckin' deal...................... Silkie, I don't need tears at this point, godammit, cry for me when I'm fuckin' dead..............I'm still alive, I still want to make love with you...................... I hope to be a bi slut until they throw what's left of me in the fuckin'.