Mornings were always the best part of the day for Sister Marianna.  No one else was awake, just her usually.  Time to spend a few minutes praying for forgiveness before she headed to prep breakfast for the household.  The Priests expected a certain standard of service, and they excepted breakfast a a certain time each day.  Unless told otherwise.<br/><br/>Marianna was the senior nun here, her duties included keeping the Priests residence in a way they dictated.  She also looked after the younger sisters, especially the ones who had no idea of what they were coming into.  She felt sorry for those ones, the ones who thought they were coming to serve the community when infact they would be blackmailed into serving the Priests.<br/><br/>She had come here a few years go with a sense of excitement and happiness.  Now she wished she had run the other way.  She was lost, a slave to Father Kostan.  She had no choice. She was trapped here.<br/><br/>The coffee machine was making coffee.  Strong brew, creamer in the refrigerator.  She would have everything ready.  She wore her habit.  Or rather a modern, more convenient version.  Her skirt was dark grey and stopped at knee level.  She wore a white blouse, with a blue cardigan.  On her head she wore a simple grey covering, like a headscarf.  Simple, smart and suitable for her daily chores.  Underneath she was wearing plain panties and bra.  She was meant to wear what Father Koshan selected, but the night before he had been out.  So she wore the simple, plain underwear.<br/><br/>Pancakes, sausage patties and bacon, along with scrambled eggs and toast would be served when the Priests came down.  She sighed, hoping that they would be in good moods, she had no desire to serve bad tempered Fathers all day.  It was then that things could get quickly out of hand.<br/><br/>She was humming as she worked, thinking about the other chores she had to do today.  They were expecting a new nun soon.  She was hopeful she could keep her safe.  But she had to work fast to do it, the Priests wasted no time when it came to trapping new playthings.<br/>