Somehow, this excited me, exposing myself as I stepped from shadow to shadow. My nipples stiffened as I touched them and my crotch was always afire wh...n my fingers diddled my pussy.This started out as a typical trash night, the windows and lights blinked enticingly as I walked. I knew everyone on the block, all the families and offspring, shopped at the same places, ate in the same restaurants and basically lived similar lives. Tonight I saw all the same things until I neared the end of the. “Hummmmm!” she purred.“How’s my bride this morning.”“Still ready to stake Robert out between two rattlesnakes. I had no idea how wonderful sex could be.”“Sweetheart, we didn’t have sex, we made love. That’s the difference.”“Was it like that with your ex-wife?”“I wanted it to be. Unfortunately, with her it always seemed a chore; something to be endured.”With a wicked grin, Maria replied, “Well, if a wife must endure these things, I’ll try to struggle through it.”Picking up on her teasing Hawk. “Careful Miss Harrington,” Silvia purred. “Let me help you.” Lottie tingled all over as she felt Mrs Smith’s warm breath in her ear as she spoke, she could smell Mrs Smith’s expensive and alluring scent, but most exciting of all, she could feel Mrs Smith’s hands sliding around her body, and in over the swell of her bottom. Mrs Smith was grasping her, scrunching the material of her skirt in her fists, raising the hem of her skirt up her thighs, and pushing herself against the younger woman. It. She had died in bondage and he loved that thought, as it meant that he had truly defeated and punished her. Given how she treated the orphans, she more than had it coming to her.The nuns now totaled twenty-three instead of twenty-four, and in time, their numbers would dwindle further than that. They weren’t all spring chickens, after all. Several of them were old enough to be grandmothers, in fact, especially Sister Monica, though she looked better preserved than a number of her sisters in that.