She spread her legs as she hovered over me, and she held my stiff erection upwards so she could lower her body down. Her pussy felt amazing against th... head of my cock. I could tell that she had become even wetter, and that her vagina became hotter. She lowered herself even more and my cock slid all the way inside. I felt the full weight of her body on top of me. A gasp escaped her lips. Her body started moving, and we were actually making love."You feel so good inside of me," she moaned. The drive took just long enough for me to visualize three or four different, poignantly romantic ways that Anita would say goodbye.I arrived in time, just after one o'clock, and found my way to Anita's departure area.To my dismay, we were unable to hold a private conversation. There were plenty of people around Anita, including her godmother and a handful of Hispanics, some of them relatives, and another young couple; and Chris, looking bored as usual. It was an uncomfortable situation with so. I wished Claudette were here toshare this moment.I was ready now to take the rollers from my hair. A first for youngWendy. Unrolling the curls I had put into my own hair. The curlers cameout, leaving a roll of hair which almost caused me to cry. I had givenmyself a set. A very small, amateurish set, but I loved the result. Islowly and carefully brushed the curls under in the wanted pageboy styleand to my amazement, the curls did their job and the do was almost aspolished as when Silvia unveiled. Although their hands were freed and they were given rough clothing to cover their nakedness, they remained hobbled as still another form of self discipline and piety as decreed by their confessor. During the day they were kept separated, usually one assigned to the lower floor, the other performing her tasks on the floor above. This was the routine the two of them went through for one month. It finally ended when the mother superior casually mentioned that their confessor had decided.