She walks over slowly, never taking her eyes from mine, her smile never fading. She sinks down right next to me and kisses me, and the remote drops fr...m my hand to land on my foot. I break the kiss with a startled yelp. I can tell she's trying not to laugh at me but I can't help it either. I break out in a loud laugh and she laughs right along with me. She reaches down to retrieve the remote, giving me a very good look down the shirt. She starts to flip through the channels, cuddling into my. She didn’t mind being without these men in her life. Claude, especially, was trouble, and Preston even worse. She’d rather have a stranger from the East Village hitting on her than any man from New Jersey. But she didn’t want to see them anymore. Not for a while.As she readied herself for the party, she also thought about moving back to West Hartford, not with her family, as she couldn’t stay there anyway, but near her old college. She was happiest there too, and trying to relocate to happiness. Wigglie and your frillie pansypretties, you will be in a constant near orgasmic state. Aren't you justso excited about you new 'direction'? Can we now spell D-I-V-I-N-E! Ijust bet we can!"Julian was completely nonplussed.Auntie Jane was in a very special world all of her own.Giselle's sweet pussy was simply dripping. She knew what the ensuingsissy emasculation followed by the inevitable girlie-boy stimulationwould do to her Mistress, and what urgent delights would be requiredshortly thereafter.. A week passed before I received a reply,a short reply which read," You may attend for an interview with Mother Superior Concepta on Wednesday next at 10am". I was thrilled. Finally I could ask all the questions I wished. I had heard many stories of canings,spankings of both male and female penitents. I had heard of whippings on bare bottoms of males and females of humiliation by both nuns and monks of males and females. I had heard of nuns and monks travelling to universities to punish naughty.