Well, I like that you’re scary and deadly,” he said. More chuckles. “I like that you’re smart.” Less chuckles, more satisfied purrs. “I li...ke that you can play the cello.”“Ah, the cello. One of the few skills I retained through the centuries.” She raised her head until she was looking down at him, long white hair spilling onto the bed next to his neck. “What else?”“You’re introspective, and wise, and ... and ... delicate when you want to be, brutal when you need to be.”Found what she was looking. It was the two weeks until the exam season started and the pupils werehigh on nerves some with excitement some with trepidation. I went back tomy office and found an official looking letter on my desk.I opened it the read "The Education Board are pleased to grant MsChristine Davies a place on the forthcoming Education Conference inAberdeen.," It went on with other arrangements hotel details etc and aprogramme for the events of the two days, shit I had completely forgottenI had agreed when Ken. With that completed the house would have 7 bedrooms and 7 bathrooms, counting the one in the basement.The contractor that I called was a friend of Dad. He said that work was so slow that he could send two crews starting the next day and we could be living in it in ten days or less. My Mom agreed to come over and house sit while the contractors were working to keep them from house roaming.We also decided that Jenny would stop taking birth control pills at the end of her November cycle. It was. Even though I keep asking him and trying to get him all horny and stuff.”Julie considered everything her daughter told her. A simple cock-grinding wasn’t Chad’s fault. And Samantha grabbing her dad’s cock? What man could refuse a pretty young girl who was holding onto his hard cock? The same for the blow job. Chad didn’t ask for it. Samantha seduced him just like she did to her! And the fucking? Well, it was obviously an accident, she agreed. Right? She was actually a little proud of her.