#280596 - As it sped them to the airport, Martha reflected on what she had done in the past and dreamed of the future, and what was in store for her, perhaps singing Ave Maria to a crowded abbey or monastery chapel or Nessum Dorma, originally and properly a Soprano solo not the Tenor of Pavarotti and the like, Martha loved to sing, and had she realised it was the love of music not God that had set her on this course. Martha flew from the room running where even walking briskly was banned until she reached the Mother Superior's room all the senior Nuns were there, and seated behind her desk was the boss, the Mother Superior, their earnest discussion, abruptly ceased and they looked up shocked at Martha's intrusion. The Doctor smiled You have a beautiful hymen my dear, he removed his fingers from where they had been separating her lower lips and Martha felt ashamed both at how nice the doctors fingers felt and the glistening moisture which his incursions had produced in her.
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