She wasn't sure why she turned around. He got to see her breasts every day. She struggled with the strange bra, but eventually got it on. Each cup fit...her breasts like a second skin and her nipples just fit through the holes. She glanced at herself in the mirror and realized how obscene the bra was. Her large breasts hung down in their cups with her nipples obviously sticking out."Surely you don't mean for me to wear these out in public? Sir" No, they are just for wearing at home. You will wear. You must be made to understand God's way to quell your womanly lust."The monk opened his robe and moved in behind the tall, bent over teenager. Her long legs elevated her pussy so that it was almost level with his projecting penis and he placed the bulbous tip in the crevice that bisected her plumply swollen quim.The seventeen year old virgin jerked away from the burning heat of this new, intimate contact and the monk immediately slapped her firm ass as he ordered her to remain still. "Don't. When the zygote becomes large enough to distort the Fallopian tube it cause severe pain.“Next question Doc. If the husband has had a vasectomy, how can this happen?” The look on the interns face was almost worth the pain I was feeling. He mumbled something like “You should discuss that with your wife.”At this point in the narrative I have to decide whether to lapse into fiction and fabricate an emotional confrontation with the lying and cheating bitch. But, to my regret now, I must take the far. I had my bath, changed my dress to a comfortable gown and spread myself on the bed. The house was on the top floor of the flat. You can only see the sky through the window. I had a sound sleep only to be woken up by the calling bell. Sumeet had come with some eatables in a packet. We came to the bed room. Sumeet took off his trousers, shirt and to my surprise underwear also. I expected him to put on something, say a half pant at least. But he had not. I thought whether he was in a mood to fuck.