I wasn't sure what to do. I ended up calling Sally. I wasn't sure if that was the greatest idea, but what the hell. She was little shy over the phone ...nd wanted to come over and talk. Sally looks great, she has a face like Michelle Pfeiffer on Marilyn Monroe's body. I haven't known her that long, but everyone seems to like her. She came over that afternoon, I could tell when she came in the door she was a little embarrassed too. She began to make small talk and ramble on about how she felt and. Joe moved around, slapping her asscheeks, then turning to hit her across the cunt."Owwwwwww!" The nun nearly fainted from the pain, her knees growing weak."This ain't nothin', baby. You ain't seen what I can do to a fuckin' bitch when she don't come across with nothin'."Sister Mary Katherine groaned again as Joe tightened the thongs until her fingers turned blue and became icy."Over there," he said with a leer on his face.Jack was grinning hellishly as well. The other nuns were still sobbing in. Interested in bees." Right. Well, he does the beginning insects course — Introduction to Entomology." Yes." I was beginning to get a queasy feeling — and it wasn't from the pizza."Well, his mother's ill ... seriously ill ... and he's flying to Germany tomorrow." Yes." It's six weeks still to term, but I thought I'd try to be prepared." Yes." So, I was wondering whether you'd take a lecture or two if he's not back by Labour Day. The lectures are on Wednesdays at 10. The assistants can take the. Two others quit last night. They didn’t want to work for the man who killed their foreman. Personally, I don’t think they want to work as hard as you are going to make them.”“Rita, how do they know what I will expect of them?”“It doesn’t matter. They weren’t used to working very hard. If they had been the ranch wouldn’t be in the condition it is now.” We rode generally first toward the hills. Rita knew I would be splitting off and heading in a different direction soon.I was just about to turn.