Let’s look at that.”I followed her up the stairs, watching her full buttocks working beneath her dress as she climbed. I felt she was talking to m... through her body, sending me messages and invitations.When we entered the Honeymoon Suite she closed the door gently and locked it. She stretched out her arms, beckoning me in, and I embraced her. We kissed like lovers. Again, she ceased to be my boss when our bodies were locked together. She kissed hungrily, passionately and lovingly.Then she sat. “Good. I’ll call you with directions and what you’ll need to do. I’m guessing it’ll be at a dead run, to avoid too many rads.”I headed out, disarming half a dozen more small traps, winding my way through a corridor lined with radioactive barrels. I found three doors before me, but remembered the layout and opened the left one, which led through and down a stairwell. There was another door at the bottom of the stairs. Through the glass ceiling of the concourse, I could see the park further. Mother Superior Ursula decided to hold a little exhibition highlighting the history of the convent,many people from around the area came to visit the convent one last time,to relive memories,some painful,as the nuns were notorious for the use of corporal punishment. There was numerous photographs of past pupils and nuns to view along with many items of memorabilia . The little convent and it's now almost over grown gardens was filling up with those who had attended the convent school.John and. "Yeah? Go on." Well, you were saying how there was that audition for actresses. Remember? That you joked about how you could have gone on if you looked like me?" Oh God, did you turn me into you again?" No, no. Don't be stupid. Just listen. Okay, so, that idea occurred to me, but I realized, even if you looked like me, you'd still be just one more actress, right? I mean, I know how good you are and all, but you'd still be competing with who knows how many other people just as good. .