The two of them shared family photos and Diun smile as Carl raised eyebrows at the number of his children."Ki told me about the other women, but I gue...ss I just didn't picture that you had kids with all of them." Carl said looking at the family photos.Diun shrugged replying, "Harreden genetics." I guess so. Should I worry about anything else?" Carl asked handing the pictures back.Diun put them back in his back, as there were too many for his already full wallet to hold. Once they were safely put. Jack had established power, she had lost it. She was of service; they were to be served.“That’s what I’m for, Sir.” She giggled, and another wave of love overcame her. She turned and started for the kitchen.“No, slut,” said Jack. Elena glanced back.“Crawl to the kitchen. Like a dog.”Three men stared back. For a long moment, there was nothing but Chopin’s Nocturne No. 2 in E Minor dancing about the room. Anticipation. And then, almost of their own volition, her knees buckled and she fell to the. “You're having pineapple on your pizza. That's gross.”“Pineapple is amazing!” I huffed. Why did everyone hate it?“It is amazing.” Pita nodded, her hair swaying about her head. “But not on pizza. That's not where it goes. Get mushrooms or green peppers. Olives, even, but leave pineapples alone.”“You should try it,” I said. “The sweetness mixes with the sauce. Ooh, it's heavenly.”Pita shook her head. “Well, I have to go.”“Sure,” I said. “See you tomorrow at college.”She grinned at me. “You're. And my HOD was the first to his friend that I hold the bragging right for the first access. And I never understood this statement. My HOD started to move me to the edge of the Sofa and the VP was just looking at me and the actions of HOD. My HOD kept his hands on my legs and straightened my legs, started to push his hands inside… and I sensed him holding my panties and removing within no time….My HOD looked at me with a hungry look and told welcome to the world of sex my dear angel… saying it.