Her deeply tanned face was wrinkled and unadornedwith any makeup. She had long mostly gray hair hanging in tight braidsalmost touching his chest. Wh...t was striking about the old woman, wereher intense blue eyes. Seeing that he was awake, she gave him a tightthin lipped smile."How do you feel?" Like I was hit by a train," he managed to croak.She put a straw to his lips. The cool water rushed into his mouth anddown his parched throat. "What...," he started to say but hushed by thewoman."No,. She realised that she was getting used to wearingher high heels whilst doing the housework and relished the way that herstocking-clad thighs rubbed together with a distinctly feminine swishas she moved around. She'd even got used to her short skirt riding upexposing her stocking tops as she dusted and polished and went fromroom to room. By now she'd even stopped bothering to pull her skirtdown and excitedly thought what a slut she must look like, showing offher white panties like that!She. Orla stood up."Remember tell him you bruise easily",Jason said."Fuck you," Orla retorted,"Yes Please," Jason quipped."Fuck,leave her alone;everything will be okay,Orla,take no notice of him," Sandra sad soothingly.Orla walked slowly towards the door,took one more look back at her friends and stepped inside the room."Close the door,girl," the Abbot said,and come over here".Orla closed the door and walked over to where the Abbot was sitting. She had never been this close to a monk before and. I now suffer from a severe, paralyzing case of arachnophobia and I'd like you to hypnotize me and cure this fear. Max tried yesterday but couldn't accomplish it." What do you mean by 'attacked'" he asked."I was raped repeatedly and impregnated by it," she admitted."Well I can see where you would develop a fear of spiders from that incident. Impregnated you say? You don't look pregnant." He observed."I had the offspring and then nuked it in the microwave. I cannot fight crime or even do anything.