As your legs buckled, your blood staining the ground, you looked at the man who had killed you."But....but I was so close..."Rothan could have spoken.... Could have replied. But he said nothing. once more, the good king had vanquished the evil wizard. Your last sight was your forces in full retreat, the army of the king cheering. Back in the dirt again. With the cold and the worms. Your eyes were pressed tightly cold, but you felt a vicious little knot of something in your core. Like a shard of. Why don't you ask him? He's got a good eye. You going to take your acrylics down with you?"Vixen nodded. "Last chance, Mr. Morris, a long weekend with me in your sleeping bag. How about it?" You are really antsy," he said with a laugh. "Hey Phil," he yelled toward the open office door, "come in here."The big young man came in and stood by Vixen's knees, aware of the warmth of her body. "Want you to meet one of my favorite students. Vixen, Phil. She's thinking about a quick trip down the beach. Feel this fire in your veins. Let it burn you up. You couldn’t get enough of my striptease, now you just want to watch him screwing me. Enough with the loyal girlfriend, time to embrace your inner whore. I swear you’ll be naked and fucked before this night is gone. She stayed her gaze on Mallory, pushing out her chest to accentuate her tits, slamming fleshy ass onto hard thighs. “That’s it, cowgirl, lemme see you ride that cock.” There was relish in Jared’s voice. Vanessa could picture his avid. The powerful smell of the cleanser would hang in the air for an hour. She would be leaving soon, but knew that the pizzeria would be sparkling clean before she left. There were times when she wished that she could keep her house that clean. With two young kids at home, keeping a house clean was basically impossible.Susan worked three days a week during the lunch rush and a full day on the weekends. At the moment, she was refilling the shakers with parmesan cheese, garlic powder, and peppers..