Your clothing has been boxed and sent home for storage. A few things need to be done before you may attend class. Let's go get started."Gloria rose an... followed along behind the younger nun. She found herself being led to not the dorm buildings but to the convent across the quad from the dorms. Once inside, Sister Thaddeus led Gloria to a typical nun's cell, as the bedrooms were called, where Gloria found a single bed, a single chair tucked beneath a tiny table, a barred window that looked down. “Are you ok hon?” She asked. I shrugged trying to make light of it, “Yeah, just peachy keen.” She rose her eyebrow at me “How come I don’t believe you Pam?” She laughed and switched seats, sitting closely to me. Her arms slid around my shoulder and she pulled me close, the smell of her light perfume filled my nose. She gently pulled my face to hers with her other hand and looked me straight in the eyes. “Is there anything I can do to take your mind off this trip? I really hate to see you like. He would simply tear it away and keep me naked. I knew if I did not co-operate in his urgency, he would not like it atall.Then he said, "Wait. Let me get the bed ready."He quickly put the pillow in its right place and placed the bolster on the side and then took the cover and kept it aside, ready to be used.On seeing his preparations, knees were giving way as I could feel the heat in me increasing and I could feel electric shocks passing through my body and terminating in my crotch.I was. Heck, I was only six when Jimi Hendrix took the stage at Monterey during the Summer Of Love. It would be years before I would see any residual benefits from the sexual revolution and free love. I was more concerned with learning the colors of the fat crayons that sat before me on my school desk than any sexual moves. The language of love was still a foreign tongue to me and I lacked the benefit of a Rosetta Stone or even a Berlitz manual. I did however, find girls attractive in a non-sexual.