Intrigued, she came closer to discover inside a young woman sleeping. Shocked by the attitude and the fact she was almost naked, she felt anger rising. But she channeled the impending shrieks as she breathed and addressed a prayer to the Lord. Finally, in a voice as soft as possible, she questioned the uninhibited:
"Excuse me Miss"
No answer.
"Excuse me, miss !" insisted Sister Clemence.
No more reaction.
Sister Clemence repeated her call, a little louder and adding a physical touch. But as soon as she touched the young woman, a black veil fell on her. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a wooden bench, a light wind caressing her half-naked body while a Sister lay at her feet.
Panicked, Sister Clemence first tried to reintegrate her body. Then, seeing that nothing was working, she sat herself down on a wooden bench before calling for help. By the time firefighters arrived at the church, she dressed herself with a more decent outfit found in good works.
Having not yet heard about the trapped bodysuits around the world, she didn't dare to tell the truth to the rescuers and claimed that she just had found "Sister Clemence" lying on the ground.
One of the firefighters stayed with her to make sure she was fine.
Then, talking to the handsome man, she began to feel a strange sensation. Heat in the hollow of the kidneys. She knew what it was, of course. She had already felt sexual attraction. But she always managed to soothe her ardor.
But the excitement she felt for the beautiful firefighter was much more intense than she had ever experienced. Her body was in heat. Sister Clemence bit her lip but didn't resist for long the irrepressible urge to offer herself for the first time to a man.
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