“I closed my eyes and then we enjoyed our very first kiss, her lips moulding with mine and warming my whole being as we indulged deeper into the kis... which was lovely and burning and contagious. If ever I needed a woman I did then, I had never felt that way before, not with anyone, not even in the early days with June before she became so unwilling. And not with the other guy either with whom I had shared so much. Not a word was spoken for a while after the kiss, I felt her finger tips doing. Violet had been standing at the back of the room. I didn’t see her reaction to the ad. When I looked back, she didn’t seem any different.She walked over to the side of the recliner where her husband was sitting and stared at him expectantly.My boss seemed to realized that something had changed, he looked at his wife. “Do you want something dear?” he asked.“Tell me what to do,” she said in a hoarse voice.His eyes lit up, “Why don’t you take off your clothes and show my guests what you are really. Often she wasleft unfulfilled. She took care of her needs when he wasn't around. Thenagain she found idea of being subservient to a man a big turn on. Why didshe crave this?Debbie thought back to when she was younger.Andrew was an only child. He was desperate for attention from hisparents. His mother did the bare minimum for him. His father ignored him.When he was 10 he woke up hearing a noise coming from his parent'sbedroom. He crept to the open door and stood back and watched.His mother was. Sunshine. Birds. She rang again, and after a small eternity she heard the sucking sound of an inner door. A lock clicked, then another. The dark door opened a crack, and Kristen found herself being examined by the hard gray eyes of Sister Saint Augustine.“Yes?”“Sister Patrice asked me to meet her here.”“Sister Patrice is indisposed,” the nun said. “Can it wait?”“Well ... we ... uh...”“Yes?”“We were going to talk about my vocation.”“You want to be a nun?”“I think so.”“Never think. Either you.