Sister Maria looked fidgety. "May I, er um ..." she mumbled."Oh, carry on sister." Said Aunt Polly understanding fully.The nun resumed her examination...of Alan's prick by bending over and running her pink tongue over the head. Falling to her knees she enveloped a good two thirds of the shaft into her mouth in a well practised swoop."Candles." Said sister Berthe."Wha..?" I queried."Candles, my dear c***d." She continued as if reading my mind. "We practise on candles at the convent to hone our. In all this time we have not seen any heavily armed men. Mostly a small pistol or a knife strapped to the waist. But as we enter through the doors, there are a dozen heavily armed men who all turn to look at us. Diana goes from being amused to alert in seconds as she draws her cloak tightly around her. I draw Alys close to me, tucking her hand under my arm. The men look bored as if they don't get much work.I can only hope that they aren't given a chance to do something.Once again I hear Alys. I shook my head, enjoying the reaction.“After Beth left, I took a few days to get drunk and feel sorry for myself and then I joined a gym. I spend a lot of time there. If I hadn’t, I probably wouldn’t have met Melody,” I said and introduced them.Poor Glen was already off-balance from the change in me. Introducing him to Mel in that condition was like delivering an artillery strike to a trailer park after a tornado. Mel was merciless. He didn’t stand a chance.“Colonel Calder,” she gushed,. There was another stir among the watching men. Men were watching her from hundreds of yards away she noticed! Surely they could not tell.She tossed her blond tresses aside and looked for the shop.It was not far. Her knees felt weak as she sensed the rising lust in the crowd. A number of white women were glaring at her, even as their husbands joined the ogling African men in giving her a once over, than soon became a twice over.She laughed. It just burst out of her, sheer youthful exuberance at.