.."Monsignor Flavin interrupted her, "You address me simply as 'Master', not as Reverend anything. I am your teacher and Master while you are here, no... your confessor."Somehow she heard the capital M on the word Master and shivered slightly."Sir, I became a nun because I had always been intended to be a nun. It was something I knew had to happen, even from childhood, before I understood anything about Our Lord."A smile broke over the Monsignor's face, "I thought so. None of the V's?"Seeing her. Then she wrapped her fingers around it. I loved how she knew how to tease me. I watched Ginger glance down occasionally as she moved her hand up and down my long hardness as she stroked me slowly and with a precision that stimulated me to feel good, but never would have brought on the inevitable. She touched me in a way that held it off, but teased me tastefully. Ginger just had the right touch. I touched the side of her face with my hand and leaned up slightly to kiss her lips. They were full. Is your little friend staying for dinner?" "No ma'am. I have to go home for supper. Thank you, ma'am," said Faith. "Alright then. Well, go on and play, or talk. Whatever." The two girls slipped away quickly and went to a bedroom on the second floor. They had two floors in this house. It was rather big. Faith thought they must be rich or something because the bedroom had only one bed. And it must be for Brenda alone. She knew Brenda had a brother. Brenda dropped her books on her desk and went. But looking at the silk sashes, I thought of how exciting being blindfold and bonded while having sex could be. Brandon said, ‘I looked at and felt the silk and it made me think of you. Your soft skin and just the feel of your body makes want you so bad. Plus, the silk doesn’t make your wrists sore. Would you like to try it?’ I replied, ‘I’ll try anything.’ He smiled and looked at me with those baby blue eyes. Then, he softly and deeply kissed my lips. While we were kissing, Brandon.