When I do, you will then crawl on your hands and knees and beg my Honored Grandmother for her forgiveness. If she does not forgive you, your punishmen... will be three times worse," I warned her as I released her.After checking that all her parts were working, Dawn slid to the floor, and crawled meekly over to Catherine. There she proceeded to beg in heartfelt misery. I'll hand it to her. She was as exuberant in her apology as she had been in her offensive tirade.Catherine sat stoically for a few. I looked at this amazing man/child, the boy I’d fallen in love with. I knew that’s what it was, now. I had gone beyond just scratching an old itch. I loved him. I had always assumed the Army would be my groom, and that I’d never be in one place long enough to forge the kind of bond that leads to getting married and having children. And, after the Army, of course, I hadn’t thought there’d ever be another man in my life. Nuns don’t get to have men in their lives. Not in that way, anyhow.I felt. But, when I stepped out into the warm, summer air, I didn't mindany more, and I started enjoying myself. I turned, walking whilethinking where it was I should go, there was a place about five minutesaway, so I resolved to go there.I made it down one street, then a second without any mortifyingincidents before I got tripped up. I was getting cocky, and perhapsshould have had my wits about me a little more, instead of lost inthought, relishing the warm sunshine. I bumped into someone uponturning. ”“I would love that to happen, as long as I can watch and masturbate Roger,” I teased, determined to make it happen.In my professional business practice I meet a wide and diverse range of people and I had several suitable people in mind.In due course I arranged for Laureen (Lawrence) to come and visit us on a Sunday afternoon. I explained that we were sexually liberated and enjoyed threesomes, while secretly lusting for Laureen myself.On the appointed day Laureen arrived a little late which.