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You rub you eyes and sit up on your bed. "I'm sorry. Who are you?"

The nun removed her mantle and the candle illuminate her head. She looked to be around 40 years old, give or take a few years. The light was bright enough for you to see that her shoulder length hair is dark, probably black or brunette. " I'm Marianne, My Lord."

She didn't mention her family name which meant she didn't have one. She most probably a commoner. "So how can I help you, Sister Marianne?"

"Just Marianne, My Lord. "

"Very well, Marianne. We were talking about why you're here and how I can help you."

"You're going to be the king soon, and with it, some things are to be expected from you."

"True."

"Have you ever shared a bed with a woman before?"

"No," you admitted. "I was to be a priest, remember?" you say, beginning to get annoyed. You have needs, and for them to be denied as you were being trained to be a man of the robe was to much, in your opinion.

"I'm here to offer you trade."

"Trade?"

"I'm a virgin and so do you."

"That is true," you reply to her, trying to hide the bitterness.

Marianne removed her robe, revealing her naked slender body with small and slightly saggy breasts. "Would you give me the honor of being your first, and you be my first?"

Your forgot to answer, your attention on her body. That was the first time you ever saw a naked woman body, as far as you can remember. You struggled to keep your hands to yourself as you wonder how it would feel to touch them.