“From Mother Superior. Cardinal Lorenzo Francisco may grace us with his presence tonight. You and I, along with Novitiates Charbel and Ava are to be...at his service.”Sister Theresa nodded. Magdalene returned the nod and left the sisters to their duties.Sister Magdalene took her place. All the nuns and novitiates were sat. Tens, where there used to be hundreds. The great hall seemed to echo forlornly at the loss. The steady decline over the years. One new initiate in the last year, whilst six. I love being a woman. I don't mind thediscomfort of a bra after wearing it all day. I don't mind changingheavy pantiliners. I spray my undies so I smell femininely fresh. Isleep on little girl sheets with Disney characters or pink hearts. Ihave Disney princess curtains. I have one panty drawer just filled withnylon panties. I have a couple of bikinis and little pink shorts.And nobody knows but me. Who looks that close to see if a guy has brastraps? Nobody has ever told me I smelled feminine. So the next after i came back from school mom took me to the mall to buy an outfit and then from there we were going to head straight to the pool. So we got to the mall mom headed to the swim wear section of the store. Where i was literally going crazy imagining her in all these little skinny piece of materials they had on the hangers. I suggested to her to try on a few ones i felt would give me the nicest view of her. She just thought i was trying to help her shop. She tried on at least 5. " Greg laughed sticking his hands in the air as many of the teammates cheered in support of Greg. His reputation and popularity with the team was winning over the crowd."Not for long you fucking douchebag. The only reason you're still captain is because your dad is the coach!" Tyson shouted as the entire locker room erupted with laughter finding some humor in the truth. Tyson was the coaches favorite and everyone knew it was because his dad was the head coach.It hit a nerve with Greg as he.