Let’s get straight to the story.After the intense session in hot springs, I and my teacher Sneha went to a hotel to have dinner as we were quite hun...ry. The hotel was small but beautiful. The walls of the hotel were painted with animals and nature. The ambiance there will make you feel right at the forest. Relaxing music was also playing in medium volume which was definitely soothing to hear. As expected, the food was great and there was nothing to complain.On the way back to our hotel, she. Finally, Vespers ended the day. As a Novice, attendance at all of these services had been expected; as a Sister of the order the only possible excuse for non-attendance was if the Sister Infirmarian decreed that a Sister's attendance was a grave danger to her own or the other Sisters' health. Even then, Mother Superior regarded it as a grave omission, to be expiated only by extra prayer after the invalid recovered.Thus the Sisters' day was some eighteen hours long, and sleep was permitted only. Bill makes excuses for the shit head even when I tell him of the sexual advances Buddy makes toward me and the inappropriate touching. Bill passes it off as too much alcohol.“Lilly, Bud just had too many Bud’s that’s all.” My loving husband would say to me.Which is bullshit; Buddy has goosed me when he was stone cold sober.My husband is a handsome man. Very athletic and muscular, his sexual equipment is above average in length as well as thickness.Buddy on the other hand is kind of blocky and. “You know Clarice, I believe you would go all day long, without having him stop until he was bored pleasuring you,” the therapist said as she used a towel to wipe the juices off my face and from between Clarice’s legs.To me, she said, “For a boy who says he was a virgin before this visit to the hospital, you are a very passionate lover. I don’t believe I have ever heard of a boy, much less a man, doing what you did for Clarice without demanding something in return.”“Why would I ask for.