Golden_Essence

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Disclaimer!!!

Before you start reading this book....

THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even.

If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes.

If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY.

Moving on...

No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author.

Please, Take Note:

This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise.

Read on!!

St. Monica's School For Girls

Jenna had the weekend to reflect on her first week at St. Monica's School for Girls. She'd allowed herself to be subjected to all kinds of lewd acts, but worst of all, at least in her mind, was her humiliation of Sister Ann.

<p>How she had managed to subject poor Sister Ann to her inappropriate act, she didn't know. All the poor sister wanted was to tell her about today's field trip to the courthouse. Jenna felt awful. How would she ever be able to face Sister Ann again? She felt a creepy sensation as she remembered how Sister Ann struggled to tell her the news after her debauchery.</p>

<p>As the field trip school bus glided to a stop in front of the courthouse, the class sat in awe of the sheer size of the large white stoned multi-columned building. It's multiple floors and long, wide steps that led to the entrance stretched from the school bus' door up what seemed like a mile.</p>

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