A Nun Defliled_(0)
A Nun deflowered The sun shone. Leaves rustled gently in the breeze. The brook babbled noisily. Lambs frolicked and played. I was bored. Two hours to spare. Everyone working hard when they saw me approach, then slacking I was bored frustrated and angry. I wanted a plump wench, though not a plump wench’s inevitable offspring, … Read more