It was beginning to get late and around midnight, the crowd started to thin as people started to go to bed. Finally it was down to me, my wife, Anthon... and a girl named Jennifer. Anthony and Jennifer were both single and had been flirting all night. We were playing music and dancing around when someone suggested another round of shots. Not wanting to be a downer, we all agreed to one more. Jennifer had been drinking pretty heavily all day. The shot must have pushed her over the edge. A few. She fantasized about him and how he might be able to satisfy her, and that's when she started to masturbate.There was a knock on the door. Rachel panicked."One minute!" she yelled. She pulled her shirt down and readjusted the waist band of her shorts. She wiped her right hand off on the side of her bed and rushed to the bathroom to check herself in the mirror. Her face was a little flushed, and her nipples were sort of poking through her shirt. She was glowing a little too. She rushed back into. That was absolute heaven!But before long she wanted to go the whole way with Rambo! And that’s what she was about to do.She entered her bedroom and stood before a mirror. She pulled on a pair of long satin dress-gloves; and felt ready.She called for Rambo. “Rambo darling! Mommy’s ready for you!”He padded in from the hall-way where he’d been patiently waiting.He came into her room and lightly sprang onto her bed; slowly licking his thick seven-inch Todger in anticipation.“My word Rambo! You sure. There is no television, no shopping, no parties and definitely no men. Indeed, had you been a male friend of Binta's, it would have been a much more difficult excursion to organise or even gain permission to do so."The Convent was no less austere in appearance than Chadora's description of its daily routine of prayer, bible readings and good deeds was in activity. At first, Ana was sure that the tall imposing walls surrounded a prison. It must have been just as effective in preventing Mezyana.