Seduced by a Nun
“Ah there is a Nun to see you my lord,” Carruthers my butler intoned one morning while I was reading quietly in my library. “A Nun Carruthers, A Nun?” I queried. “Quite so sir, dressed in a black habit as is their habit, with a white surplice,” he elaborated. “I know what a Nun looks like, sort of an elongated Penguin with longer legs, but what does she want with me?” I enquired. “A delicate matter she informs me, my lord.” he explained. “Well give her a guinea and send her hence,” I...