"Maris considered the directive. She had never stripped but clearly herMistress wanted this so she released the buttons of the white blousebut paused ...efore removing it. Her hand went to the side zip of thepencil skirt and slid it down only a couple of inches. Her hair waspartial up, held tight by a single compression clip. Maris turned soher back was toward her mistress and removed the clip and her longblonde hair fell down about her face and her back. As she turned sheslid the blouse off of. “Well, I…if that means what I think it means, then I guess I can confess I’ve long had a bit of a crush on you, myself.”Sam smiled and surreptitiously looked up and down the corridor. He leaned in.“Look, Krissy,” he whispered, “I shouldn’t be telling you this but…the manager has already dropped the charges.”Krissy looked at him.“Then what am I doing here?” she asked.“He put on a condition. He wanted you to spend a night in jail. Scare you. Make sure you don’t steal from him again. If I. The wind cutting to the bone. They would need a fire even with close body warmth he had planned along with the explosive heat generated by nubile passion unleashed. He stubbed his butt carefully with his boot by the edge of the bush bordering the back of the retreat and made his way indoors.Chastity‘s language skills included an interest in international cuisine. Sometimes the cards fell into place thought Bernard. The Retreat was well provisioned and clean. The housekeeper Mrs Roberts had been. I ended with ‘That is all, Father.’ There was silence for what seemed like a year. Then in a very soft voice, so soft that I had to strain to hear what he said, he started, ‘Well my dear Sister Carol, this isn’t exactly what I expected on this lovely Sunday morning.’ ‘But, tell me were you confessing the fact that you love this young man or that the two of you sinned in the manifestation of that love. The love is not sinful, even falling in love with a religious. Nor is it a sin for a religious.