I slip off my black patent pumps and straighten up, feeling vulnerable bent over. He inspects my outfit carefully, making sure I'm wearing what he ins...tructed. Of course I did, I think. I learned that lesson already. I can feel his gaze on my simple black dress, short, low-cut, and hugging my curves delicately. My brown hair falls straight and tidy over my shoulders. It's one of his more uncomplicated requests. Usually I can guess what I'm in for by what he tells me show up in, but in this getup. "Jennifer understands and forgives you.? Itold Hillary.When I arrived at school, I found everyone milling around the school?scommon areas discussing yesterday?s announcement.Over the loudspeaker I heard ?Everyone please report to your homeroom!"As I walked in the door, Mr. Cervantes stopped Ron and myself anddirected us to the school's library."Miss Bascomb has decided to hold her own press conference now and itwill be carried by close circuit TV throughout the school," he told usas we walked. Except for the leader, at least. We made eye contact for a moment before he looked to the goblin beside him. He was dressed similarly to the Kobold Shamans on the previous floors, including a horn that was dangling from a strap that went around his neck. The two goblins exchanged words in their strange guttural language before the leader commanded his wolf to walk towards us.Stopping halfway, he did something that shocked the hell out of us.“Come!” he said. Without waiting, he turned around and. Enjoy. "Mmmmm...Allan..." Karla was on the bed on all fours, as I was thrusting into her from behind. It was the first time that we ever tried it like this, but Karla had been growing more adventurous since the pregnancy. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and caressed her stomach, feeling the slightest bump for where our baby was growing. The thought that I had impregnated Karla, and that we had made a baby together, made me hornier than ever. This was the third time we were meeting up for a.