“Wow!” she exclaimed. “No wonder Mum wants to think of you as her closest friend. Without question you are the most loving, the most generous an... the most graceful — in the truest sense of the word — woman in all of Great Britain.”Then Anne slowly moved her fingers over Marion’s arms and shoulders, then looked down at her Levi’s-encased legs. Again she shook he head and with a quirky grin added, “And the most athletic!”Now her grin widened and she said, “No wonder Mum was urging me to be sick. He was searching his wife’s eyes now, too. “What did you do?” There was no judgement or challenge in his voice, just anticipation of what would come.“What did I do? What did I do …? I took her face in the palms of my hands and … kissed her back. That kiss wasn’t tentative or nervous. I kissed her like … like I kiss you. God … it was beautiful, Tom. That was my daughter and it should have been a terrible thing, but it wasn’t.” She sat down completely on his hard cock and stared into his. But somehow she told me that he had agreed to give the relationship a chance on one condition. I was happy to hear that there is hope for her relationship and told her that if she really likes the guy, she should do whatever it takes to make it work. She told me that it is very though decision to make. I asked her what did he asked. She was trying to control her tears and didn’t spoke for a while. I asked her again. Still she wasn’t able to get it out.After pushing her enough, she told me what. “I beg your pardon?”“No, Sister.”“Stand up, young lady ... When a priest asks to speak to you, you go with him, and gratefully. Do you understand?”“No, Sister.”“Get yourself into that corridor as fast as your legs will carry you!”“No, Sister.”I still don’t know where all this came from. I wasn’t thinking. You didn’t talk back to a nun. But I was so angry and scared that I heard myself saying things I never thought I’d say in a million years. And I had nothing to lose. I was going to be punished.