"So you think I lied to you, is that what you're saying?" she yelled back at me."I never said that, but the thought did crossed my mind back then." Sc...ew you Steve, you can sleep in the damn guest room tonight," she said turning her back on me, heading up the stairs to our bedroom.I knew when Christy got her dander up, she was going to be a bitch for at least two days; and she was. However, I decided to nip this in the bud, before it got too far out of hand. So on Thursday, I found myself. I showered, put on a delicate smelling body splash, as well as a sexy cream colored lacy bra and panties, and sheer white lace topped stockings. I then put on a red satin upper body hugging dress, that came to the mid thigh. I did my makeup to the nines. I looked pretty sharp and hoped I would make a great impression.I left the house on the morning of the showing. I was a little nervous. This was a huge opportunity and I knew I had to shine.I arrived about :20 minutes before the appointment. I couldn’t affectionately rub her thighs or back good night or good morning without springing the most massive erection. I remembered when erectile dysfunction was half of my act, but now, this tight, tiny little thing… I was so hard all the time it hurt. I jacked off constantly, just trying to get time with her that wasn’t overwhelmed with the most intense urge to make out with that delicious cunt, I’d whack off every day. And that didn’t work. I remember coming over and interrupting her. She really didn’t want her parents involved.Watching from his hiding place, the Bishop was also excited. His cock began to harden in anticipation of the wicked things that he knew the nun would attempt to inflict on the young girl.‘I think six of the best would be appropriate don’t you? And then we won’t have to tell your parents.’ Sister Leslie leaned forward and said conspiratorially. ‘It will be our secret.’Although Sally hated the thought of the cane she decided to accept and nodded her.