Therese’s Tale Part 1I questioned every sister I could get to listen today as I walked the grounds, to find out what I could, but everyone turned fr...m me. You are the only friendly person I have met Sister Agnes. Your Abbess still has not told me why I am here. You were the one I was hoping to meet. I am glad to have found you.” She clenched my hand and offered a pained smile. “I was so frightened last night I thought I would perish. But when I encountered you I sensed a deep humanity and. I turned to him as he lay on his back, I shook him, but he had fallen asleep. I reached down to his pants, undid hid belt, and his flies, and pulled his pants down to expose his little cock.I lay alongside him, my knee bent as one leg lay atop his, and I started to rub myself, stopping occasionally to feel his flaccid cock and see if I could put some life into it.His hairy thigh felt warm as I ground against him, at last my pussy was wetting him and sliding became easier.I was grunting like a. Shella gave a shy smile. ‘He’s doing great, despite all of this craziness,’ Shella answered. ‘Good,’ Dex murmured. He sat down next to her and ran a finger down the baby’s tiny nose. ‘Are you mad that I named him after Paul?’ Shella asked. ‘No. I know you loved Paul and you want to honor his memory. I respect that. I also promise that no matter what happens with us, I won’t treat Paul any differently because his last name is Booth and not Thorne,’ Dex promised. Tears filled Shella’s eyes and. She ran the palm of her hand over her erect nipples and then continued all the way down her body. She moaned softly as her fingers rubbed her clitty. She could just picture Agnes slowly stripping for that stranger. Nervous, yet sexually aroused, stripping for a complete stranger. She reckoned that she may not even have stripped for her own husband let alone any other man. She rubbed harder and faster; the soft cotton material pressed against her clitty and she began to moan softly. There was.