It was really embarrassing to see the young woman called Sister Angela in the nude, but she was so delightfully formed that I feasted my eyes on her f...ntastic breasts and her pert ass cheeks that begged to be taken seriously despite her height.Sister Angela grabbed hold of my shaft and rubbed it with a combination of oil and holy water filling me with an insane urge to nail her pussy up against the enamel side of the tub of heated water. She saw my intent and pushed her ass back against me. .. bad. I was stunned, deeply touched, and totally disarmed by her announcement."It's not... going... to work," I started to protest, but Raquel was already shaking her head."Yes it will. Leave it to me." Raquel, what about Brian and Gina? I mean, are you going to be the live-in massage therapist, for crissake?"She smiled. "No, you should tell them the truth."I thought about that, thinking it was a bad idea. Then, I thought, what's the difference? What are they going to do... disapprove? Not. "I said _now_, sugar."She numbly unbuttoned the dress and let it fall to the floor. She pulled the straps of her slip over her shoulders and it too fell around her ankles, leaving her full breasts exposed the cool air and the sheriff's stare. She felt her nipples harden. Turning away from him, she slipped the waistband of her panties over her wide hips and slid them down. Stepping out of them, she stood naked, her back to him."Right tight ass, sugar. Turn around."She turned, trying to cover. Tom’s fist grazed the side of my face, and Kat instinctively kissed the spot he had struck. I returned her peck on my face with a hot tongue kiss with Kat. Just then, our waitress came to our table with our appetizers. She looked at Kat and me, locked in our passionate kiss. “Wow, now that’s a hot kiss,” she winked. The busboy was suddenly standing there. Where the hell did he come from all of the sudden? “Suzy here is a hot kisser, too,” the busboy grinned. And somehow, Kat and I were.