It was only when the three of us were all alone in the evenings after dad and I had set up the massage table, that there seemed a bit of an ‘electri... air’ between us all. It was hard to put my finger on it, but these sessions seem to have some ‘energy’ to them and although to an outsider it may have looked a bit odd, after a while it seemed perfectly natural.But we only ever did the massages when there were no other guests or family visiting anyway, and as far as I knew neither mom or dad ever. "I'd hate tothink I spent so much time fixing myself up for nothing!" I had amillion questions for Cheryl and I got tongue tied trying to ask themall at once."Easy does it Diane," she said, "I'll be happy to answer your questionsone at a time!"Cheryl explained that when she was about four years old her mom thoughtshe'd make a cute little girl. One day her mom took out a matchingmother / daughter outfit and got Cheryl dressed. "I cried when I foundout what she wanted me to wear", she said. "I. I looked back up, not even caring how obvious it was that I was checking this guy out and focused on his arms. They were big and strong, oh to be wrapped up in those. Then the grand finale, his face. It was a baby face, soft and rounded with big eyes. The cuteness and sexiness that surrounded him made my knees go weak and I couldn’t rip my eyes away from him, I was in a trance when suddenly a sharp pain jolted through my side. “He’s cute, but they’re about to come on, stop ogling!” Amber. Birchwood's ,Monastery of Repentance' first..Lorraine and Alison remembered the painful spanking they both received at the hands of the Monk while attending school. The following Tuesday morning at 11am Lorraine and Alison found themselves sitting in a room facing a stern looking Nun who was leafing through their school records which had been obtained from St. Vincent's School for Girl's and sent to the Monastery for the perusal of the Abbot and his staff of Religious.