“What if the police find those and know you’re a nun?” I asked. “You don’t want anybody to know you’re a nun ... right?”She didn’t cor...ect my misrepresentation of her status in the superfluity. That’s what a group of nuns is called. I learned that in my religion class. I’ve never actually heard anyone use it before, though. It’s a cool word. People should use it more.“Why would the police think these belong to a nun?” she asked, holding up the shiny, cream-colored garment.“Because they’re nun. Now what?" She asked. 'Now wrap you arms around me and lock you hands together. Then just slide up and down while your arms are lock around me." She began, at first she just slid up and down his torso. When she'd gotten into a nice slow rhythm she started going a little lower with each down stroke till she was sliding passed his ass and to his middle thigh where she gave Willy a good face rub and little kisses, and then on back up till her lips once again locked on his. She'd hold it. Kyunki bhabhi ko pata tha ki me apne frend ke waha computer kam se hi jyada aata hu. To unhone kaha agar tumhe kuchh problem na ho to tum mere husband ka laptop use kar sakte ho. Mene puchha aapke husband ko nahi chaihiya to bhabhi ne kaha ki wo to meeting ke silsile me bahar gaye huye. Bhabhi ne suddenly kaha bhahar bahot bat karli ab ander aake bate karte he. Us time bhabhi ne white colour ka top or niche black color ka salwar pahni hui thi. Fir jese hi bhabhi pichhe gumi uski gand dekh ke. Okay, let’s go.”Her mother was kind enough to pay for the gift, and because of that, Patty acquiesced and got a floor length gown and flats. Her mother hadn’t had to work too hard to convince her once she’d tried it on. It was flowy chiffon, and slit up the front so she could actually move. While a lot of the other dresses had peekaboo sides that showed way too much torso, this one didn’t but was mostly open in the back. The back especially looked amazing on her figure showing off the muscle.