” She left a scarlet tidemark around his shaft.Led to the bolstered arm of the leather sofa, she removed her drenched satin panties and handed them ...to me. “Open your mouth,” and she accepted the satin gag. Placing a knee on its arm, she braced herself. Fastened to the floor by a solitary high-heel, leg taut, and calve tightened. Manipulated for the best view, the small of her back curled and presented her peachy behind. Arousal sparkled from the smooth pillow of her sex. The blood-red jewel. As the new school year approached a major problem surfaced. With the economy in trouble many of the aid programs were being discontinued. This resulted in 11 of the 14 girls having their financial support terminated. A family meeting was called and the problem discussed. Bret told the girls that he could afford to fund their education. The girls appreciated this but thought it was too much after all he had already done. They decided that since they knew what marine life was about that they. He had been wearing a type of chain armor, and the dagger had gone through both sides of the chain. I was looking at the arm when Sam came back, “This will hurt.”With a quick pull the dagger was out. What I did next startled them all, reaching up and grasp the chain mail at the shoulder with both hands. Before anyone could ask what I was going to do I ripped the chain mail like it was a light cloth, tearing it around and down the arm. They all looked at me as if I had grown another head, even. He stayed distracted until just before lunch where he saw a new email from Monica’s email addy stating she was fine and not to contact her back. The next day gave promise as he saw her at her desk in a turtle neck dressed nicely like she never had her life threatened.“Are you..” “I’m fine…from my sickness.” “Your sickness...”“Yes the reason why I was out Monday.”“I’m glad you are... well.”“Thank you. Did you need anything, Sir?”“…No.”“Well I need to finish this up.”“Ok…” Stan said and walked.