From Jastrow's The Passion of Mary Catherine.
As a recovering altar boy, who was taught until the age of 15 by nuns, I've never understood the crux or BDSM fascination with nuns. They were all old women, some of them . . . scary.
Except for Sister A. She was young, drop dead gorgeous. And scary smart.
Naturally, the 14 year old I was had unceasing impure thoughts about her.
Turns out those unceasing impure thoughts were for naught. She left her order following an affair with one of her former female students, who happened to be one of my childhood playmates.
No child molestation involved; G was about 20 when she and Sister A. started tribbing.
Enough of this cheery banter. From one of those crazy nun fantasies, The Passion of Mary Catherine.
As a recovering altar boy, who was taught until the age of 15 by nuns, I've never understood the crux or BDSM fascination with nuns. They were all old women, some of them . . . scary.
Except for Sister A. She was young, drop dead gorgeous. And scary smart.
Naturally, the 14 year old I was had unceasing impure thoughts about her.
Turns out those unceasing impure thoughts were for naught. She left her order following an affair with one of her former female students, who happened to be one of my childhood playmates.
No child molestation involved; G was about 20 when she and Sister A. started tribbing.
Enough of this cheery banter. From one of those crazy nun fantasies, The Passion of Mary Catherine.