Damn ... owe..." and a few obscenities. The young nun could see that a swarm of bees was chasing him stinging him multiple times. Finally he outran th...ir territory and stopped almost in front of Sister Anna still slapping at the pain of the stings.He wore long shorts but she could see the red bumps caused by the stings all over his legs. She stood. "Come with me to the infirmary Manny." He followed the nun into the building. She was dressed in her Saturday clothes, a pair of long dark blue. She thought about raiding her mother's liquor supply, but she thought mixing alcohol into the situation would be counterproductive.Over the next few minutes, the pair shared the quiet meal. Freddie seemed lost in his thoughts while she patiently observed him. She concluded quickly that she liked what she saw on a physical level, but it was more than that. Despite the melancholy nature of the conversation, it was nice to have one with a guy that wasn't intimidated by her or turn into a screaming. The good was that he had the most mind blowing, cum inducing,awesome orgasm ever; in his ecstasy, he felt sorry for Theresa that shewas already dead when he ... well, like I said, I hope you don't wantto know. The bad thing was he almost got caught ... and HE becameafraid. That was no fun at all, and he decided that he would have tobecome very, very cleaver and very, very discrete to avoid that feelingof his own fear in the future. And being that worst combination of eviland brains, he did so. We had to let the house payments slide until it sold. The bank understood. After the house sold, we still cleared about thirty thousand dollars. I took the entire check and bought Darcy a new Lincoln sedan. I had checked the Blue Book carefully and that car had the highest depreciation rate possible. In five years it would be worth next to nothing. I hope she enjoyed it. We rented a small house in a modest section of town. Darcy was making a lot more trips down to Lancaster. We never talked.