Ummm, how I want to hear you whispering your desires for me to cum, to engulf your cock in my hot, slick sheath, to flood your manhood with my sweet, ...ticky nectar, to ride you into the unknown, helping you seek your ecstatsy. Oh God, how I need to satisfy this hunger for you, I gasp as my fingers pump harder and faster, the tension building. My inner muscles grip and release my finger in a staccato throb, sending electric pulses thru-out my sex. My moans seem to possess the air around me. ‘Mother, forgive me, I tried not to do it Turned over a new leaf, then tore right through it Whatever you taught me, I didn’t believe it Mother, you fought me, ’cause I didn’t care And I still don’t understand So I look back upon my life Forever with a sense of shame I’ve always been the one to blame For everything I long to do No matter when or where or who Has one thing in common, too It’s a, it’s a, it’s a, it’s a sin It’s a sin…’ I sat absolutely stunned after her slow and soft but strong. Tony, my manager, was behind the bar, clearly bored."All quiet?" I asked."Pretty much. All the lunch crowd is gone. Only customer is her." Tony pointed to the far corner booth.It was a nun. She wore one of those half-wimples, that left her blonde hair exposed out front. Her blouse was white and short sleeved, with a plain collar. I could not tell what her skirt was, but I would have bet money it was black, It was part of the uniform. In front of her was a quarter full mug of a dark liquid."How. Those are my simple ground rules," Lisa said to us with some authority."And after you both share, we'll do some isometric exercises that help the entire process," Lisa said getting comfortable on her couch.Sharon moved over to a large comfortable cushy chair and began telling her story to Lisa while I just laid back and listened. This sultry attractive woman I just met started talking about her early life and her immediate attractions to girls instead of boys. She knew as early as her last.