Angie quickly came into his arms. ‘My Lord, Bob!!’ she exclaimed. There were tears in her eyes. ‘That was exquisite! I haven’t been made love ...o in so long, and I needed it so badly!’ ‘It’s a crime that a woman as lovely as you are should have gone wanting,’ Bob said and kissed her. Then he moved closer against her and his erect cock brushed her leg. ‘My Lord, you have an erection again!’ Angie exclaimed, leaning back and looking down between them. ‘It shows how much you excite me,’ Bob told. And sometimes she was that little girl who hid behind her mother peeking out at the stranger. She was susceptible to being overly self-conscious, so he indulged her whims. To him she was someone who would always love him, accept the imperfect him, understand the confused him, even when he was the wrong him, because that was the only version she knew how to be. “You’re my favorite,” he said offhand. “Favorite?” “Yeah,” he stammered. “My favorite lips to kiss. My favorite name to see appear on. ”I slowly wash myself with warm water. When I’m clean, I command her to sit on the toilet and release the water from her ass, completing her impromptu purge. Grabbing her by the nipple, I pull her back into the shower and throw a bar of soap at her. “Finish cleaning yourself!”, says Viktor (I decided to name my alter ego Viktor. Hey, every good villain needs a name!), as the cold water splashes all over her.She quickly soaps herself, and I take care to wash (and in the process, thoroughly. As Abigail was staring, the Abbess scurried past with a worried look on her face.“Sister Abigail, come with me,” she muttered. “Let us see what this clamour is about.”Abigail hurried after her. They entered the infirmary, and the three nuns who were already there stood aside gratefully as the Abbess bustled in. She was known and respected for her medical skills, and they were confident she would know what to do.The young man was sitting on one of the low beds, his hands held out in front of.