"This is my favorite place to do exactly that. The mud here is always so perfect" he walked up towards me. "Mind if I join you?" Please do" I said, ge...ting excited. My mind started to race as he sliped his shorts down, and kicked them off. He had such a perfect body, and his dick was amazing. Clean shaved, 8" long, and a head to die for. he waded in, and took a position beside me, thrusting his own dick into the mud."You gay, or Bi?" he asked me."Bi." Same. always had fantasy's of meeting. " "Yes!"He reached around me and pinched my nipple again, even harder this time. "Good girl." The next thing I was aware of was his finger sliding in between my lips, lingering a moment on my clit. I was wetter than I had ever been, and my body convulsed just a tiny bit as he rubbed the little button of flesh between my legs. He laughed, and took his hand away, making me ache for his touch even more. "Not so fast. You don't get to come so soon. You haven't earned it yet." Moaning again, this. No hugs. No kisses. That kind of stuff is forbidden on the monastery grounds for what I think are obvious reasons. After we left, all I could see was Michelle the Novice. I built that picture of her last year out of self-defense and a desire to ensure that I didn’t interfere with her calling.”“And any kind of physical affection would be with a nun, so to speak, and that is just beyond the pale.”“Exactly. We didn’t really discuss it or even hint or tease. I think there might have been one or two. All this forcing dykes to lick your pussy ... You were looking for they dyke who’d force you to admit who you are.“And your sister’s doing it. With my Master’s help. So let them! Or you’re going to have a shitty life, Carmelita. Be true to yourself.”Then she kissed me on the mouth. Not a hot, passionate kiss, but something like a pair of sister’s might share. A brush of lips, something loving. I closed my eyes, feeling the heat of her lips as she broke it and scampered off.True to myself... .