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Joan Russell
The Naughty Nun: Mother Superior Thinks Outside The Box , Homoerotic Fours ome
The Naughty Nun: Mother Superior Thinks Outside The Box , Homoerotic Fours ome
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Mother Sister's perfect world was put to the test when Father Christopher arrived and refused the attention of her willing nuns. As usual she turned to Sister Mary Immaculate for the answer. As usual she was not disappointed.
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Because of Father Christopher, Mother Superior’s perfect order of community service was in trouble. Father Christopher had come from the New York Archdiocese in response to Mother Superior’s concept of handling the little problems of the church with willing nuns.” However, unlike Father Gordon, Father Ignatius and Father Marcus - the three priests already enjoying the services of the community - Father Christopher was not at all interested in nuns.
As was her custom when faced with a seemingly insurmountable problem, Mother Superior approached Sister Mary Immaculate.
“It’s so simple,” Sister Mary, the little red headed nun who had begun it all with her first confession, had chirped. “It’s time for the other fathers to contribute to the Community Service and not simply take advantage of it.
Mother Superior with Sister Mary in tow had called a meeting with Father Gordon, who in turn had communicated with Fathers Marcus and Ignatius and the plan was set. They drew straws for who would perform each act and in which order; who would give and who would receive. Then they sent Sister Mary with a message to the young priest asking him to appear in Father Gordon's office at promptly 8 o'clock p.m.
The lights were dim in Father Gordon’s office when the tall, blond and surprisingly youthful Father Christopher answered his summons. He was nervous. He wondered what the Archdiocese had communicated to the convent about the trouble he had been in - it had been such a freight train of reaction after the first parent had complained. Now he found himself here, isolated in a place where the nuns had made it clear that they were available to him. He had been so relieved to have been transferred. He had thought he would be thrown out and then what? A defrocked Priest whose only calling was the church. The promise of being taken care of through his life ended.
When he had been asked to enter, Father Christopher was surprised to find that Father Gordon was not alone.
“Father Gordon,” the young priest said, his voice catching in his throat. "I'm sorry if I interrupted a meeting. I'll come back..."
“Don't be silly, Father Christopher. So come in and please be seated,” Father Gordon commanded gesturing toward the long couch that was already occupied on either end by Father Ignatius and Father Marcus. Father Christopher took the only seat available to him, directly between the two Fathers. He sat with his arms pressed close to his sides, his knees drawn together.
He wondered if this was a test, a test of his resistance. His breathing elevated partly from fear and partly from the proximity of the two men. Father Marcus was particularly handsome. Father Christopher was painfully aware of the dark haired priest’s astonishing charisma; his sexual energy. He couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen next.
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Because of Father Christopher, Mother Superior’s perfect order of community service was in trouble. Father Christopher had come from the New York Archdiocese in response to Mother Superior’s concept of handling the little problems of the church with willing nuns.” However, unlike Father Gordon, Father Ignatius and Father Marcus - the three priests already enjoying the services of the community - Father Christopher was not at all interested in nuns.
As was her custom when faced with a seemingly insurmountable problem, Mother Superior approached Sister Mary Immaculate.
“It’s so simple,” Sister Mary, the little red headed nun who had begun it all with her first confession, had chirped. “It’s time for the other fathers to contribute to the Community Service and not simply take advantage of it.
Mother Superior with Sister Mary in tow had called a meeting with Father Gordon, who in turn had communicated with Fathers Marcus and Ignatius and the plan was set. They drew straws for who would perform each act and in which order; who would give and who would receive. Then they sent Sister Mary with a message to the young priest asking him to appear in Father Gordon's office at promptly 8 o'clock p.m.
The lights were dim in Father Gordon’s office when the tall, blond and surprisingly youthful Father Christopher answered his summons. He was nervous. He wondered what the Archdiocese had communicated to the convent about the trouble he had been in - it had been such a freight train of reaction after the first parent had complained. Now he found himself here, isolated in a place where the nuns had made it clear that they were available to him. He had been so relieved to have been transferred. He had thought he would be thrown out and then what? A defrocked Priest whose only calling was the church. The promise of being taken care of through his life ended.
When he had been asked to enter, Father Christopher was surprised to find that Father Gordon was not alone.
“Father Gordon,” the young priest said, his voice catching in his throat. "I'm sorry if I interrupted a meeting. I'll come back..."
“Don't be silly, Father Christopher. So come in and please be seated,” Father Gordon commanded gesturing toward the long couch that was already occupied on either end by Father Ignatius and Father Marcus. Father Christopher took the only seat available to him, directly between the two Fathers. He sat with his arms pressed close to his sides, his knees drawn together.
He wondered if this was a test, a test of his resistance. His breathing elevated partly from fear and partly from the proximity of the two men. Father Marcus was particularly handsome. Father Christopher was painfully aware of the dark haired priest’s astonishing charisma; his sexual energy. He couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen next.
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