A buzz resounded through the high ceiling office and Eve's heart jumped. She almost cursed at the interruption of her pleasure, but caught herself in time. Sister Francine would not tolerate swearing.

"Oh, keep sucking!" Sister Eve moaned, still shivering with spasms. "Please, Sister… oh, my!"

Sister Francine sucked powerfully, causing Sister Eve's eyes to become glassy, then pushed Eve away and staggered to her feet. "Sorry, my dear, but I must be off."

The older nun moved behind her desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a white handkerchief, which she used to wipe the cunt-slime off her cheeks and lips. One of Eve's black pussy hairs still dung to the mother superiors chin, but Eve didn't mention it.

Sister Francine pulled her black cape off the hanger in the corner of the room and wrapped it around her shoulders. She began to fasten the snaps. "Well, this is it. I shall be back tomorrow evening. I trust you can handle things, my dear."

"You can count on me, Sister." Sister Eve straightened her dropped skirt and stood up straight.

"I know I can, darling. Now remember, nobody, absolutely nobody is to know I've gone. I don't care who calls, even the governor. If anybody wants to talk to me, I'm indisposed and cannot by any means be disturbed until tomorrow evening, that is."

"Yes, Sister."

"The only other person who knows I'm going is Sister Raphael down by the gate. Absolutely none of the other nuns are to know. You're in charge. Maintain absolute discipline. None of the inmates are to be released from their cells while I'm away… for any reason. Is that clear?"

"Absolutely, Sister."

Sister Francine lifted her black traveling bag from the desk. "Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"

"Why of course, Sister." Sister Eve quickly delivered a juicy kiss to the older nun's lips. Their tongues met and Sister Eve felt a tingle in her crotch despite her loathing at kissing the mother superior.