‘That’s why it’s so difficult. My job is very important to me, if I came back here I would have to give it up.’ ‘I earn enough for two, you ...know,’ he offered. ‘Ian,’ she corrected him, ‘it’s not that, the job is part of my life. I’m good at it — very good. It gives me my independence, and my value. I’ve never had that before — I was always dependent on Seth, and now I don’t know if I can go back to being dependent again. I’m my own woman now, with two children to support, and I’m happy and. . The new tentacles squirmed inside Marilynn and Daisy’s pussies, stretching them out more. Delicious ripples of pleasure flooded through the teacher and maid’s bodies as they leaned in and captured the students’ lips. Geneva’s were soft and sweet while Emaleine kissed with aggressive hunger. Marilynn felt both, sharing sensations with Daisy.Behind them, a pair of girls walked past and headed outside, giggling at their antics. “I love this school,” one said. “Shame we can’t join them,. There should be space here now.It is hard for both of us to come to terms with the intimacy she haswitnessed. I suddenly have an uncontrollable urge to share it withher.Sue has shared our parental love for her, but never actuallywitnessed our physical love until now. It's as if she's been in ourlives, loving us both, but in a cameo role. I can understand theindignant flexing of her back, and the way her shoulders melt into mypalms. I ask Sue if she would like to come back inside, now that. Though he could not understand what the words were saying, he could feel their perfection rippling through the air. Holy words spoken in the Land of God felt like a river mingling with the sea. It was as if a small trickle of divinity flowed through the essence of God made manifest; the air, earth and water resonating with godly purpose and sacrosanct silence.Hence His words, the Holy Mantra, which should be told aloud for all of Creation to bear witness to his grandeur and wisdom. In the Holy.