”“Come here and dry off, Cat,” Charles called. He thought she was starting to look tired. He dried off face and arms, lifted her onto the porch,... and dried off her legs and feet.“Stay in the sun for the next ten minutes, mon Chat.” Jeanette felt that politeness required speaking English in front of the others. Endearments don’t count. All of them knew that much French.“Oui, Maman.” The sun felt good; Cat was a little chilly. She sat down on the porch step. Memere, Sharl, and Tante Kathleen were. That’s what he wanted, too. We said our goodbyes. Just not in the way most people do.” Silmaria opened her mouth to say something, but Rael held up a hand, forestalling her. He walked to the cedar chest at the foot of his bed and opened it, reaching in to rummage through his belongings and take a small roll of parchment out. The Nobleman turned and came back to her, standing close. She could feel heat radiating off his body like a furnace, even without touching him at all. He held the rolled up. Social workers have those kinds of fantasies." Is that what you want to be?" Yes." The last time a woman had a fantasy that involved me, it brought out my worst." Even worse than the first time around."It can't be this bad," she pointed to the scar on her face.Paul reached across the table and felt the scar with the tips of his fingers. "The scar isn't evil Alice. That's the difference. Thank for the coffee, I'll see you around."Ava was in the house when Paul got home the next day."Paul, I'm. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and dove in. Then he paused briefly to toss his glasses aside, as they were getting in the way.He was sloppy at first, licking up and down haphazardly, trying to get his tongue everywhere in and around her pussy, but then he moved it upwards and focused on her clit. He licked and sucked on her tiny pleasure button and finger fucked her while she moaned loudly. "Fuuuck yes, right there, you've got it. Aaaahhh. Don't just move your fingers in and out.