Too soon, the door opened, and two women, one no olderthan Anne, the other her mother's age, ordered her out. Strangely,they were dressed like nuns ...nd had crosses on chains around theirnecks. Anne had heard of "nursing sisters" but had never seenone, and this was a private asylum, wasn't it? They half draggedAnne, still clutching her blanket, through corridors and up stairs toa room which had a "convenience chair" in the middle of theroom, conventional enough, like a box with a back and. The two kissed and hugged, something they had not done much before the crazy events of Paul's affair with Paige and Carly's romp with Stephen had been revealed. But now Carly and Paul had been having fairly regular sex ... something else that had not been for a long, long time."How was your day?" Paul asked his wife."Fine, fine," Carly replied, sounding exhausted. "Tiring, but fine. I got lots done. But it was just fine. How about you?" Nothing out of the ordinary. I led a senior seminar, met. ”I followed the saffron-robed monk into a garden, which because it was winter, was not as colorful as it had been. The temperature was around 3°C, and I wondered how he stayed warm in his robes, when I was wearing a jacket, though I was carrying my fedora, rather than wearing it, out of respect.“So, what have you discovered since July?”“How very little I know about myself and the world. But also how much I know about myself and the world.”“It’s an interesting dichotomy, isn’t it?”“The more you. “I didn't think you could get any wetter,” Bailey whispered, collecting some of the juices on her finger and bringing them to her own lips to taste. “Mm, that's tasty...” Emma whimpered, her breathing starting to become uneven. Her clit pounded, hard as a rock and begging to be touched. As though Cerise read her mind, she handed Bailey a smaller vibrator. Instead of being phallic shaped, this one was more of a bullet attached to a remote controlled device. She turned it on the steady medium.