"Are you proposing?" That would not yet be proper, Miss Whitcomb. But perhaps I could see you in the city?" Please, Sir. Drop by any time," she smiled..."And be diverted to Clarice," I said."Oh, yes. Mama would certainly do that," she agreed."I hope I am again not too forward, but perhaps you could call on me," I said."I can't see how..." She paused and thought weighing the improprieties and her desires. Her desires won out. "Perhaps I could slip away some time," she said quietly."I would like. All three of us did a nice job, don’t you think we did? Isn’t that incentive enough?” “I hope so,” Libby told Ada. Then Libby looked at Ada’s breasts. Then when Ada realized what Libby had done, Ada looked at Libby’s bosoms too. “Ever feel another woman’s bosoms, Libby?” Ada asked. “What uh uhhh, no way,” Libby said. “Me neither dear, me neither, but I guess without a man around what’s a woman to do?” “Huh, what are you trying to say Ada?” Libby asked in a surprised tone. “All I’m saying is a. My girl unaware to what she was going to experience was pick by her friend from her own place. They both had a pleasant dinner and entered the hot tub about the time I was landing. The drive from the airport to their home was a short one and I sent a message as I was arriving to her place. The friend got out of the tub and came to open the door just with a pair of wet panties and told me the tub is ready. I walked to the back and my nurse could not stop jumping of joy seeing me there. Her. The dull white of her habit could never diminish her proud, even regal beauty. The Abbess trusted her implicitly. Sister Gwendolyn, meek submissive of fair skin and dark hair like myself. Every order the Abbess gave she seemed to take a special delight in executing, no matter how bizarre or irrational. Sister Mary, meek as Gwendolyn, quiet and passive. Without a single desire but to fulfill the wishes of Abbess Clarissa. It was only in my imagination at first that Cordelia would visit me. I.