“She’s such a prude cunt.” “Lucilla!” I gasp, and all eyes in the chapel turn to me. Mother Septina stops her sermon, lowers the Maternal Path, and looks expectantly at me. Beside me, Lucilla is barely holding in her laughter, her eyes telling me I’d just walked right into her trap. “Do you have something to add to the lesson, Daughter Gendian?” Mother Septina asks, her voice terrifyingly calm. “No, Mother.” I gulp, “Forgive me, Mother.” “See me after the service, Daughter.” Mother Septina says, and I feel my heart drop. The eyes that glance back at me bear the expressions of someone watching a condemned girl, and they turn away. Mother Septina’s withering glare remains, however, and she continues her sermon as though it is directed at me personally. “Gotcha.” Lucilla cackles under her breath. “If the Good Mother is just, you will burn in hell, Lucilla.” I growl beneath mine. “I’d rather hang out with the cool kids down there, than a bunch of sack-wearing loser in heaven.” Lucilla smiles. Later that day, I am limping into my dormitory. Mother Septina had japan given me the paddle, and I suspected it would be a week before I could sit without a pillow beneath me. I cautiously ease myself into bed, silently cursing Lucilla with every pang that shoots up my spine. As if on cue, the perpetrator asian of my punishment bursts into my room. Her eyes are red with tears, and her face is flushed. She storms over to me, then collapses onto the bed, and begins to weep. I wish I could give her the cold shoulder, and let her vent alone, but I can’t. Some part of me is predisposed to be compassionate. “What is it?” I ask, rubbing her back. “Brian rejected me!” Lucilla’s muffled voice says into the bedding. I can’t help but smile. “Brian is in the priesthood, Lucilla. Did you really think you could convince him to break his vows?” “Yes.” Lucilla whimpers. Now I’m laughing, and Lucilla turns over, not at all pleased with me. “What the fuck is so funny?!” She snaps. “You.” I snigger at her, “If this isn’t divine justice, I don’t know what is.” “You vindictive bitch!” Lucilla growls, “My heart has been broken into a million pieces, and you got your booty whipped; how is that justice?!” “Your heart is broken?” I laugh incredulously. “Into a million pieces!” Lucilla massage laments dramatically to the ceiling, “I will never know true love! I am destined to die an old, shriveled woman with no one to love me!” “Ah, Brian was your true love.” I chuckle. “He was!” Lucilla cries, covering her tear-streaked face with her hands, “He was the one, Julia! We only get one soulmate in the world, and he has given his soul to god! ” “Truly, this is a horrible day for you.” I sigh with grandiose sorrow, “You are forever doomed to be Lucilla Flitari, instead of Hardcore Lucilla… Lucilla… what is your soulmate’s last name, Lucilla?” “Eat shit.” “Instead of Lucilla Eat-poop.” I continue my tragic monologue, “Oh, what a cruel world the Holy Mother has created for us, where preteen princesses are denied the true love of japanese boys whose last names are of fecal ingestion. Oh, what injustice there is, when those born with everything must settle for slightly less than everything. How can I, an orphan girl with no possessions or home, stand idly by while such atrocities are laid upon the undeserving? Clearly, I have been unduly blessed, and you have been wrongly cursed.” Lucilla glowers at me, her puffy eyes narrowing. “You’ve been practicing your sermons in front of your mirror.” Drivas was startled a moment then answered. Her husband works in the navy so mostly out of the home the whole year. "NINETEEN - AND MY LITTLE SISTER IS RIGHT OVER THERE WITH THE BIG TITS" Cindy teased as she continued to hold her wet pussy open as he photographed her shaved gash. I squeezed them, thumbs brushing out and massaging her nipples. She laughed replying, “Not all the times but when Hardcore I can I prefer not to wear them.” She did share some tips though but, it didn't help. He looks angry. "So what have you been up to? She bit her lip and tilted her head back as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Had Dan really said what I thought that he’d said? Sean Reenburg She drank her wine and began to relax. Behind them came Clinton III, the child we believed Clint had fathered on his mother. 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