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295cleaned me up, and got me working in the convent. After a year I had enough money to buy this flat and the shop below.%u201d%u201cThat must have taken a fair bit of money. What did they have you do?%u201d He asked.She smiled. %u201cI fear if I tell you that you might think unkindly of me.%u201d%u201cPlease. Whatever it is, fear no such thing. I can see easily, your kind heart.%u201d He reassured her.%u201cThe Dean saved the convent from closing. It now makes millions and uses the money to help the less fortunate.%u201d She told him. %u201cHe turned it into a brothel. They queue up in their hundreds every open evening to be with a nun as she spreads her legs.%u201d%u201cMy goodness. Unbelievable,%u201d he uttered. %u201cWhat work did you do there?%u201d%u201cI worked on open evenings providing the same services as the Sisters.%u201d She said softly.%u201cYou were a prostitute?%u201d %u201cYes. You could say it that way. Do you wish to leave now in disgust?%u201d She asked him. %u201cNo. I don%u2019t wish to leave. And I%u2019m not disgusted.%u201d%u201cThe Convent is in Faringdon. I moved here where less men are likely to know me. I%u2019ve put that chapter of my life behind me now.%u201d%u201cHow many men do you think you slept with in one year?%u201d He asked.%u201d%u201cDoes it matter?%u201d She said.He remained silent.%u201cSomewhere between three to five thousand,%u201d she said in a hushed voice.%u201cYou must have found it sordid and painful. I%u2019m sorry you had to The Devil Drops By