"It might not have mattered if he did care. He had no time to express an opinion.With his workouts added to his school work, he was exhausted much of ...he time.His feelings for me hadn't changed. We cuddled every night. But he rarely had the energy for more than that.Wasn't this supposed to happen ten to fifteen years down the road when he was fighting to reach his appropriate level of management and I was running around after the kids while trying to have a career?If this was what marriage was. I shivered as his rough hands crept under my arms and cupped my bare breasts, and laughed to myself as I felt him kissing my neck and ears as he fucked me in the ass. Like most Latino men he was very rough, slamming his pubis hard up against my buttocks. Suddenly I felt his body tense and he shouted out in a strangled voice, "I cum!" and I felt his semen pumping deep into my bowels, felt the contractions of his strong cock as it pumped cum into me. I used my ass muscles to milk him dry. He was. Mother superior explained the purpose of the religious community and told me that there we currently 80 nuns of all ages living there ranging from trainee nuns to very senior nuns. She added that the convent was a place for prayer and that the nuns never left the convent. She told me that only one man was ever allowed to stay in the convent and that if I was selected I would replace the man who had recently died at 75 years old. Mother superior told me she was happy with my interview but that. We agreed that it was time to quit for the day, since we had run out of targets.On our way back in to clean the weapons, we stopped by to ask Carmelita to have six more targets made by the next morning. She agreed and we continued on our way.After cleaning the weapons, I told Sarah that we had two gun-related jobs to do right away. We needed to go by the saddler and have him make her a saddle-holster for her shotgun to go on the right side of her saddle. She had done so well with the shotgun.