.”Before James could use it, though, the gates swung open in front of them, and he drove through them and round a tear-drop shaped lawn on a gravel ...rive to stop in front of the house. Margaret was trying to decide whether the house was large enough to qualify as a ‘mansion’. Probably not, but it was still large. Well maintained, it was in the Georgian style. Possibly actually Georgian in age.The door opened as they got out, and they saw a plump, friendly-looking woman in an apron, who stepped. I hid my shock. "Certainly, Sister. Follow me."In addition to the ballroom, there were seven small rooms on the fifth floor. One is used as a coatroom for partiers. Two are storage rooms for decorations and equipment, for ballroom functions; and two restrooms.The last two rooms are adjoining. They were conference rooms, for small meetings, and other miscellaneous purposes.I took Theresa to one of those rooms.I sat down on one side of a long folding table. But the nun didn't sit. She stood on. ”“Oh, shit,” said Sam. He stroked his beard. All the men had unkempt beards now, although Kevin’s was sparse. “I’ve never fucked a virgin.”“And few non-virgins either, I’ll bet,” said Ben with a smile. “I have fucked a virgin. My wife, I’m proud to say. Unless she was lying.”“Is this true confessions time?” Kevin asked.“Emily being a virgin changes things,” said Sam.“Why?” asked Gaston, entering the conversation for the first time.“Fucking a virgin is serious. We could ruin her for life.” Sam. “I love her so much…”She regarded me sadly.“I know, Breanne. You don’t have to say it. This relationship was messed up from the very beginning. I know. We both knew it. But…we didn’t care.”Now it was her turn to pause. “It’s ok,” she responded softly. “I’ve seen the way you look at her. The way you treat each other. It was a very beautiful thing, and I don’t see anything wrong with that.” My cousin swallowed hard. “When I walked in on you both that night, I figured it was just raging.