We went inside. To one side of the room is a long bar with dozens of different beers to choose from, and a pizza oven in the back corner. On the other...side is the micro brewery behind a glass screen, so you can see the beer being made. We ordered two pints and sat down at a table by the window and looked at the menu. By the time we’d decided what pizza to have we’d nearly finished our drinks. Anne went the the bar to order the food and two more pints. They had just received a large take-out. They are afraid of getting caught, so they hurry to get it over with fast. You have to train yourself to last longer.”“How?”“Look up the ‘squeeze technique’ on the internet. It’s a way to squeeze your dick just below the head right before you start cumming. The more times you stop yourself from cumming, the longer you will train your dick to last.”My brother’s jaw was agape, “How do you know about something like that?”I laughed out loud, “I’m married to a doctor, remember? I helped him.”“Cool!. .I see it in your eyes!”I nodded while I stared at her dangling her pretty slipper with crossed stockinged leg. “So you haven't missed mommy at all?”I took my leather jacket off and threw it over the chair. “Oh god yes...I missed you. But you work all the time! I gotta be honest...I think I’m ready to move on!”She laughed right in my face. “You are ready to move on when I say you are! You look so pretty today, Caroline! Come over to mommy!”I stood right at her side and got smacked on my. "Hmm," snorted the outraged Mother Superior, "Come with me. Don't bother to dress."Scared, Sister Lucia dragged herself up from the pallet and followed the Mother Superior along the corridor, acutely aware of her nudity. She knew well where they were going; the punishment cells were at the end of this passage. They were small, windowless, unheated rooms which every Sister had seen at one time or another, usually when on cleaning duties. Sister Lucia could not remember the last time one had been.