Her strong hands reached out to cup the white nun’s robe-covered posterior sitting like some vase of passion with her wishing to drink from the well...of devil-inspired cupidity.Sister Heidimarie was inflamed with lust for the dark-skinned beauty.She had never sampled such a creature before and she was curious about the sensation of taking the girl between her legs and showing her the path to perdition. Heidimarie silently said a prayer of contrition for the sin she was about to commit, knowing. " Sir?"Alex ignored the honorific this time. "If you have no plans for next Sunday, let me take you to a local fishing pier. One of DeeDee's cousins runs it—I can get a discount. Can either of you fish?" Eyes lit up and heads nodded. Excellent! "You catch a few Spanish Mackerel or flounder, and we'll let the girls show you what they learned from the old man. You won't be disappointed." And it'll be nice to be able to spend time with ... my future sons-in-law. I wonder if they know how obvious. After seeing more telltale signs of someone rummaging through herbelongings, Karen had enough. She asked one of the couples she babysatfor, the Wendts, if she could borrow their nanny cam. First, theydenied having one. It was a little embarrassing to them that a personthey spied on knew they did so. Then when Karen told the protectiveparents she understood why they were watch over her the first time shebabysat and explained the reason she wanted the camera they honored herrequest.Karen knew. Her expression was a clear indication of how flustered she was. — You want me to… — she said in a quiet voice but didn't finish. She averted her sight and looked at something distant, unspecified. I noticed her hand shaking slightly. Now she looked as if she was going to burst into cry any moment. Instead, she took a deep breath and looked at me again. This time calmly, but still in a quiet, barely heard voice, she said: — Okay, if it's for you… If it means so much much for you… She pulled up.