Finally, in the east, I took the bowl of salt and sprinkled crystals while I walked, picturing them burying and desiccating all malevolent things and ...ntities.Upon replacing the salt upon its chair, I walked the circle back to the north and then went around the table and sat back down. The circle had been cast and purified. I meditated for a while to renew my concentration. When I was satisfied, I called more manna to me to replace that which I had used.I reached for my pocketknife and opened. The orphaned baby had no relatives and no money, so a group of nuns accepted her and raised her in a convent, even giving her her name which was inspired by the purity of the Blessed Virgin.Virginia was raised in the strictest environment. She received a wonderful education, both secularly and spiritually, but was taught that her body was sacred and should not experience pleasure -- sexual pleasure, that is. The nuns were not mean, they simply taught her what they knew, and they didn't know. Suddenly, she said ‘koi dekh lega’ and I got the signal that she wanted it too. She started to get up but I pulled her back and finally I had my hands on her breasts. Pressing them softly. I was in heaven. I asked her ‘can I kiss your lips’ she said yes.I started to kiss her on her sweet lips and it was amazing. After few mins we were leaving office. I had a hard on and she was wet. Our hearts were jumping inside us.We went to her flat. She lived alone. We went inside. I wasn’t able to control. The chicken dish was quite spicy, with peppers, olives, garlic and oregano, to say nothing of tomatoes; buttered baby potatoes were also much in evidence. Delicious. Everyone had red wine!I rustled up a treacle pudding for dessert, quickly done in the microwave oven, and served with ice cream. Then we retired to the living room with a brandy for Rachel and me, and a liqueur for Cassie, to have with our coffee. Of course, Rachel sat on the sofa and it was obvious where I was expected to sit. She.