"You have so much to live for," he said. "I'm a sailor and we are off to Italy tomorrow. I can stow you away on my ship. I'll take care of you, bring ...ou food every day, and keep you happy. When we get to Italy you will be SO GLAD you're alive"With nothing to lose and always wanting to see Italy, she accepted.That night, the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a small but comfortable compartment in the ship's hold.From then on, every night, he would bring her sandwiches, a bottle of red. It's just that, well, this morning, in theshower, I sort of, well what I did was, umm, oh, you know what I did,don't you?" I was getting frustrated by my inability to express exactlywhat was wrong with Eric kissing me, and my embarrassment at having totry to explain what I'd done in the shower.Eric backed off a step or two and looked at me, intently. You mean thatyou...in the shower this morning...you umm...oh hell! You masturbated?"I felt my face get very hot and I knew that I was blushing. She reached for the spray bottle of holy water hanging from the hammer loop on the leg of the overalls, and started applying the sacred spray to the vine around her ankle. It quickly recoiled from the mist of burning liquid its thorns cutting her ankle deeply as it quickly unwrapped from around her leg in retreat. The wail of the day she tested the water on the vine began again. The vine that had started at her feet from the other direction stopped its advance. Haley again started raining. English class was very strange, mostly because Sister Judy was the teacher and I kept thinking "Sister Juicy" and trying not to giggle or blush or anything like that. I had no idea if Lisa and Stacy had been telling me the truth about the nun being a lesbian. I mean, they were my new friends and everything, but they were definitely the kind of girls who might play a joke like that on someone.She was pretty though, Sister Judy, and young. Everyone thinks nuns are all old and ugly and they're.