Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, the Mother Superior spoke, "sister Mary Francis, how long have you been with us here at The Order of St....Catherine!?!" "Uh, about a year, ma'am," Mary replied softly! "And in that year," the Mother Superior continued, "how many times have you been sent to detention!?!" "I-I-I'm not sure, ma'am," she stammered?!?" "Not sure," the Mother Superior replied incredulously, "you have set the record for number of infractions in her first year, by far!!!". His brother was cut from the same mold. Once I asked Doug why he put up with them and he responded that they were just blue collar guys. They’re good people. Many times I had seen them disrespect Doug, but he either didn’t notice or didn’t want to. At that moment the door bell rung and Callie pulled away to answer the door. However she didn’t get away from Kirk before he flipped the back of her skirt up and it settled on the top of her ass. When she passed by me I thought that she was sans. It was being used.The voice on the other end said in a loud, clear ultra-girly voice, "OHMY GOD, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM!!!!"Paul/Pansy could feel herself shaking with the need to be aligned. Shedidn't know who was on the other end of the line, but she knew she lovedher. She was so clear about it. She said it so perfectly. So proud. Shecould feel her voice bouncing around in my head. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG INEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM.FUCK! All the meeting rooms were being used. She dodged into. She had not seen Michael all week. And the only contact she had had with Lorraine other than the examination of her latest body art had been for business. And though she had maintained her place during those discussions, it had almost seemed as if it didn’t matter one way or another. Nothing more had been said about the previous weekend, her training, what would happen next or anything else. But for the tattoos and her memories of the weekend, it was almost as if it hadn’t even happened. She.