From some of our talks it was obvious she wasn't still virgin but we never really got into any detail.I had liked Sally from the very beginning. She w...s pleasant and it seems she was never without a smile. When she smiled it was like a huge light sudden lit up dimming even the sun. At first glance I had much the same thoughts as most men when seeing her figure. She was easily half a foot shorter than my six feet and quite likely ten pounds heavier than my 170. Her face was angelic with lush. " she says. What? Why? We browse the toys on the wall. Her beautiful long blonde hair hangs almost to her ass as she looks up at the toys. Now I think I know what she's doing. Bait. Is she experienced or just improvising?She never looked back to see who might be watching us. The place wasn't really crowded or anything but it was a Friday night and we'd been out having dinner and drinks.She made her way to the booths. There all four were empty and quiet. She picked the nearest. I followed. Yet she held on, someone had rescued her from the dungeon and that was not a dream.Suddenly there was loud arguing and an audible commotion outside her cell. She got up from the plastic cube, that was the only furnishing in the cell and just long and wide enough to lie down. With two steps she was at the force field curtain that separated her from the corridor and saw two cops and the detective walking backwards.An old man she knew well accompanied by a beautiful silver haired woman and a. " Sister Martha protested."Then you're nothing but a slut and a jezebel, wailing and howling like a she cat on heat." Sister Emmannuel countered."You're going to join us though sister, that is what matters." Sister Pious pointed out while glowering at Sister Emmanuel.I fucked away through all of this trying to think of other things, Ferrari racing cars and MV Agusta racing motorcycles, but it was no good, sister Martha was too warm and wet and willing and I felt the time had come, "For what.