MARY
“ It's me, Mother.”
Rose's angelic voice rang out, as she pushed the door open and got in and I looked at her. She waved at me, smiling as she said to the mother, “Good girls bend over.”
Mother Agnes smiled at her, as they began making up a conversation like I wasn't there. I had my stomach pressed against the edges like it was nothing, the pain was awful and I felt like I could cry in any minute as I waited for them to stop talking. I couldn't make sense from whatever they were saying, talking about matters concerning the church and the priest.
Before I felt their pressing eyes on my ass, saying softly, “ She's good meat.” Rose agreed, saying, “ Yes, sweet and delicious.” “ Did you taste her before me?” Mother. Agnes asked, Rose quickly said, “ No, mother. I didn't.” Mother Ag
