"I choose . . ."~-----------~A hand shook gently at his shoulder and once again, he cameawake. "Are ya all right, Sister?" a big, gruff voice asked.H...s eyes opened and he found himself looking up at a very largecop with a grim-looking, flushed face. *Sister?* He brought hishand up toward his suddenly aching head and stopped it just abovehis eyes. His hand was so. . so small.And on the ring finger was a simple gold band with a cross.He *WAS* the nun!"Do you remember what happened, Sister? The. If you fuck it up too much I'll go completely off *********** and distract for you" she burst into a wide grin."Could you guys please stop talking! The matinee is tomorrow night and we can't be ill prepared!" The director burst from centre stage"Sorry, my fault!" I responded after Kathy and I stifled our giggle.We were quiet again after that though. Simply watching the final rehearsal happen until Kathy scooted closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder."Wake me up when I can do something. Our sex life left a lot to be desired and it was mainly because of me. I have about 5 inches so that is nothing to write home about. Also, I usually could not last more than a couple minutes in bed and although she kept insisting that she was satisfied, I could tell that she was always disappointed after a round of our short sex.Now I have had cuckolding fantasies ever since we started dating, probably due to my lack of skill in bed and my overall submissiveness in our relationship. However, I. Go on, choose yourfavourite."Reluctantly I put one on. It was the one I most preferred and lookingback, I realise now that I had rather given myself away that fateful day.It was the frilliest bra with lovely scalloped lacing on the shoulderstraps. Once I had my tee shirt over it and I studied my appearance inthe mirror I gasped with shock. The frilly red, outline was as plain asday through the plain white cotton tee shirt. I gulped with surprise andtried protesting. When this didn't work, I.