I wanted to go home ... no I didn’t. I was getting crazy loved up for putting up with him.I wanted to think even more ill about the big dork but shu...dered to think it might cause him to take revenge if he could somehow feel my attitude. I was sure glad he couldn’t read my thoughts like the sisters could.“I know a woman who can do the job quick. It isn’t art work. I’ll take you over there at night after milking.”Great!, I thought. Another reason to prove I was just livestock. Whatever it was. The door closed and I carried on talking numbers.I heard the toilet flush and then the door opened and the neighbourhoods best kept secret was revealed. There she stood in matching black bra and pants showing off the most fantastic figure. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. A lovely pair of boobs that were a lot bigger than her attire ever suggested. Looking down the hour glass figure everything was shaped perfectly. She allowed me long enough to look up and down and then she dropped to her. Then his eyes rested on one particular name on the list,a boy named Caleb Tanner.The Friar instantly felt aroused,he had seen this boy at the nearby college ,but he had never had this boy before him for correction.The Friar closed his eyes,he could see Caleb,he felt aroused and couldn't help but place his hand on his erect penis;the Friar knew he would enjoy the company of Caleb,he leafed through the report on Caleb.The reason Caleb was being sent to the Monastery,unwillingly I might add, was. They invited her to their place and she accepted.Soon they were pulling into Union Station. It was 6:28 AM. After hours and hours of delay, disaster, and bad luck, the Desert Wind had reached the end of its long journey, 15 hours and 8 minutes late. Its companion for the past 2 hours and 40 minutes, the Southwest Chief, was home an hour and 47 minutes early.The two storied trains sat side by side in Union Station, discharging two sets of passengers, incredulous for two different reasons. One.