At last, I started to relax and so did he. The soothing music helped a lot but that image of her standing there in her skimpy panties and bra kept fla...hing back.She seemed to dwell on my feet and calves for so long that I became a little agitated and then I felt her stop completely. Only the music wafted over my naked body. The pause seemed to go on forever and then she came back, quickly moving up from my feet and calves into the backs of my knees and onto my inner thighs, the problem area.. She was wearing thong panties, they were pink, and they were lacy just like her bra. I could see her full leg, one entire ass cheek, the thin pink strap around her hip, and the patch of material that was trying to cover her pussy. I could not believe that Sister Agnes was letting me look at her like that and she was letting me take pictures of her too. I was in shock but I also knew that I wanted to see more…much more.I could scarcely believe my ears when Sister Agnes then asked me if I wanted. I had a glass of chemical iced tea and a slice of the pizza when I spoke next. "Okay Wilson what have you learned?" I asked."Two totally unrelated things," Wilson said but he could hardly contain his excitement. "I learned that gold from the mountain's erosion makes it's way to the streams. The water washes it down stream. It rolls along the bottom till it get trapped some where along the way to the sea." Yeah that's sorta what I had guessed from the pictures of the California gold fields," I. ”Mature. “I sure as hell know why you’re an asshole. You fucking lured me out to a public place and took advantage of me right there, not taking no for an answer.” I retorted. “Among other reasons.”“Oh, come on. You wanted it, you enjoyed it, I know it.” May challenged me. “You just decided to be a little bitch about it after the fact.”“Is that the same attitude you had with Phil?! Or is it different because that was you, not me?” I challenged her, ice shards flying through my tone.“Too far.”.