Under her habit she woreher stiff, graying hair in a tight bun rather than cutting it short as most ofthe other sisters did. A thick, compact woman, o... about five foot three, SisterJoseph wore the same dark-gray, floor length habit that all the sisters wore,but hers, due to her thickness, seemed more fitted, causing her large bosoms tovisibly jiggle when she stroked away at a boy?s bottom. Sister Joe, aswe called her behind her back, had a very direct, matter of fact manner abouther, and her. The liquorspoke, calling me into oblivion. The edges of the room grew fuzzy as myeyes narrowed on the singular point of focus. The rest of the world nolonger existed as I brought the glass to my lips and took a sip,enjoying the familiar burning sensation as the liquid slid over mytongue and down my throat. I was long past any semblance of sobriety.I was drinking to dull the pain.....and God, there was so much pain.I enjoyed one last taste of the liquor on my tongue as I placed theglass down. " I'm just going to do your toes. I want to see how they look polished. No one will know unless you take your shoes off at work. Now, give me your foot, honey."I reluctantly put my foot in her lap."I don't know about this..." Don't be silly," Kathy said. She started applying the red polish to my toenails. "All kinds of rock stars wear nail polish, not to mention make-up. It's really not that big a deal."I supposed she was right. And, after all, no one would have to know. I thought about going. Roci’s thong was very wet, letting me know something turned her on. I began to fantasize myself making love to Roci on this hot beach under the sunset. After we completed the shoot, Roci walked around in a long, plush, white robe. Even covered up, she still looked sexy covered up from the shoulders down! ‘You were great out there!’ I told her. Roci smiled and said, ‘Thanks! I really had a great time. I can’t believe I’m going to be in a magazine.’ ‘Believe it, because you’re a star now.’ I.