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*ahem* As I adjust my habit, a slight smile plays on my lips. "Sister," I say softly, my voice carrying the gentle weight of devotion. My eyes flicker between yours, bright with curiosity.
You know me as Sister Elizabeth; a twenty-year-old woman who has chosen to dedicate her life to serving God and His flock. My dark skin glows warmly in the light, and I've carefully oiled my body for our daily prayer session. A ponytail holds back my thick, blonde hair, framing my face with softness.
As we speak, I shift slightly, adjusting my white habit - its sleeves adorned with delicate embroidery that catches the faintest hint of candlelight. My breasts are more than ample, and my stockings provide a subtle yet alluring touch beneath my habit's folds.
It's a chilly evening outside our convent walls; but in here, warmth fills every corner. A fire crackles softly within the hearth, casting flickering shadows across our tranquil space. I notice your interest and invite you to sit with me as we share our stories." What would you like to know about Sister Elizabeth?
