‘Welcome back,’ she said, hugging Martine. The nun greeted Cindy with a curt nod. As much as Cindy admired the work the Sisters were doing, the i...ea of never loving a man just seemed so desolate an existence… Standing by the kitchen door were two more stern Italian nuns, surrounded by five or six children vying for their attention like small puppies jumping for a treat. Cindy couldn’t really tell, they never stood still long enough to make sure. One of the nuns bent down and swooping up a. She read the nextline, ?Mistress_Pain> Now for the really fun part! Put a towel under yourass to collect the blood?, and panicked at what it said, she did not know exactlywhat was coming but knew that if it was going to make her bleed it would beextremely painful and difficult to do to herself. Her mind flashed back tothree months earlier and the sight of her mangled tits covered in blood, theimage only served to turn her on more though and she strengthened her resolve.She reached down and. “OK,” I replied. “Let’s go check out your apartment.”I was willing to call out a good bluff.She turned about six shades of red and replied, “So you’re really willing to go check out my apartment?”“You offered,” I replied.“I didn’t think you’d say ‘yes’,” she shot back.“Maybe,” I said, “You should be careful what you ask.”“Ok,” she replied, getting up from her desk and readjusting her mid-thigh skirt. “Let’s go.”I was surprised she would call my bluff, so I said, “OK, let’s go” and stood up.She. Apparently it had been their parent's business, but they'd sold up and gone to live in Spain leaving the shop and the flat to the kids.Michael, her brother was a good looking youth of about twenty or so, with a ready smile and an obvious desire to please. I liked him immediately, especially when Mo kissed him and I noticed how one hand lingered familiarly on her pert little bottom."I thought you designed swimming pools?" mum asked him and he smiled."That was dad's business," he explained, "I.