Lucas stuffed his notebook into his backpack and headed into the corridor. “Sharon -- what are you doing here?”“My ten o’clock was cancelled,�...� she replied. “I was walking down the hall and I saw you sitting in your class -- in the front row. Do you always sit in the front?”“Usually. Have you been standing here the whole time?”“Not the whole time. Where are you going next?”“I was going to get some lunch at the Union.”“May I join you?”“Certainly, Shar.”They strolled to the Union. Lucas ordered a. Rachel looked up guiltily and then shrugged. "You were gone a longtime, so I decided to check out what being a man is about. I wasfeeling my balls and then my penis got hard, so I started to look atit. It's quite sensitive isn't it? I thought about what you said, youknow, about having self-control and so I thought I'd try andpractise."I laughed when she said that. "I think if there's one thing this wholething has taught me, it's that the mind is as important as the bodywhen it comes to sex.. ", the priest said in a soft, persuasive tone. "You will be able to better concentrate on God's work if you are not tormented by fleshly desires. I know, sister. After I have transgressed, I am a more effective servant of God. And I am sure that He understands."The nun was as docile and compliant as any of his teenaged conquests and, her loins aching with suppressed sexuality, her judgment clouded by the scotch, she let him ease her to a horizontal position on the desk. His hand slid. Attached to the vertical assembly were two funnel-like cups placed exactly where her breasts were. The sound of a vacuum filled the room and she could feel the air rushing past her nipples as it was drawn into the cup with great force. She leaned back as far as her bonds would allow, which was very little. But even with this effort her slick breasts were brushing the edge of the cups. It took all of her concentration to keep her breasts from being sucked into the cups. While she was certain the.