“Brett, I know this is very forward, but I cannot believe how wonderful you are and how hot I am. Could we move to your back seat?” In a flash, we...both moved around the console of my SUV and sat in the back. At first we looked at each other a little nervously, as if not quite knowing where to restart. That was quickly resolved, however, as we embraced, pulling each other into the tightest of embraces. We kissed, hugged, pulled, and gasped our way through our most intense kiss yet. This time my. Liked to nip at his aquavit pretty steady, but I never saw him drunk. The last day, when he had finished reworking my weapons, and I had made the final payment, he poured me a small glass.Can’t say as I liked the taste all that much — it sort of reminded me of rye bread in a way — but I appreciated the gesture. A sort of civilized way of conducting business.And, before he started working on my gear, he made one suggestion that I hadn’t thought of. “Wyoming has a lot of mountains. The elevation. Tomorrow, for Bridget, was going to open up a whole new world. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Part # 3Sister Sadie, and several other nuns in the area, had been defrocked several years earlier for behavior unbecoming a nun. The defrocking did not deter her, or her lover, Father Flagg, from continuing their kinky ‘ministry’ to a flock of like minded worshipers. As a young priest, the good Father had met Master Adam. Flagg had since. She turned to reveal small breasts and a slight potbelly, beneath which was a burgeoning bush of the same russet red as her wild frizzy locks. Averting her eyes, Florence began wiping the gown. ‘I think it is coming out okay, ma’am.’ ‘So it is. You are clever.’ The middle-aged doctor smiled ingratiatingly, seemingly oblivious of her nakedness. Florence found that her eyes kept turning back to glimpse at that outrageous bush. Catching the direction of the young woman’s gaze the doctor looked.