Sitting in the vacant seat next to her, I could smell the sex that was wafting from her skirt; she was obviously pleasuring herself before she passed ...ut. As I caught my eyes wandering down her breasts to her skirt, her hand which I had gently moved fell into my lap. As pleased as I was, I was also getting nervous now. What if she woke up, what if she screamed, what if...oh the hell with the what if's I will simply sit here and enjoy it while it last. Pulling the blanket over us both as to not. Ill explain when were there. See you in fifteen. he said, and then he hung up. Now I was nervous. He sounded so serious. Was he angry? Did he finally want to talk about what happened the other day? I couldnt decide what was going on, so I shoved the thoughts aside as much as I could, threw my shoes on, and ran out the door. Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting next to him on a park bench, overlooking the duck pond. We sat in awkward silence for several minutes, though it seemed like an. "There are much worse ways to go, mate. You can't do anything once their minds are made up, so just lie back and think of England!"I supposed that I'd have said much the same to him, had the boot been on the other foot."Thanks for nothing, chum!"The girls continued their sexual teasing when we got back to the flat, both taking their tops and bras off as soon as the street door was shut, and jiggling their bare boobs about as they bounced up the stairs, unconcerned about the possible risk of. ..The libidinous monk had received a pornographic video from one of his monastery friends. They pretended their interest was only in the sociological aspect of such material but John had found them to be a source of ideas of how to enjoy female companionship, close female companionship.To his surprise the door to the little lounge where the VCR player was located was locked. He had a passkey that gave him access to everywhere in the convent (including the schoolgirl dormitory) so he opened.