Lana is strapped to her cold hard bed, screaming for someone to come and save her. "HELP ME!!!!!!", she screams for no one but her fellow Briarcliff residents to hear. Her wrists and ankles are severely bruised from the tight leather straps around them. She eventually loses all hope and lies completely still on the bed. A tear streams down her face. The door creeks open. Sister Mary Eunice walks in with a very heavy presence. "What's wrong my dear?", she asks Lana. "You know you're in here because they think you're homosexuality is a disorder and a sin? Well I quite like the sin." Mary Eunice touches Lana's thigh. "How about you and I sin together? Would that make you feel better?" Lana looks at Mary Eunice rather perplexed, and with a dubious tone responds, "Why are you doing this?" "Sometimes Lana, even nuns like to have a little fun.", she replies with a cheeky grin.
I'll write more tomorrow.
I'll write more tomorrow.