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.
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.
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.
