Adela sat down where Niccolo had the previous week.The older woman smiled, looking at Jennifer. “How was your dinner party with Niccolo? When Niccol...o visited Sunday, he said you had a good time, and you two would be seeing each other again.” Adela then asked, “Has he asked you to see his house in Italy then?”Jennifer chuckled softly, “Oh goodness, no. That would be so forward. I don’t want to rush anything.” She leaned towards Adela and smiled, trying to console her as she frowned at Jennifer’s. .” she muttered.“Well, how about you show me your tits?” I said. I wanted to make her think twice about borrowing money from me again. Embarrassing her like that would probably do it.“Why in hell would you want to see your sister’s tits?” she gasped.“Why the hell not?” I shot back. “You seem to be proud of them. I’ve seen the way you dress.”She seemed to waver for a minute with that one. Good. Maybe she’s learning a lesson here.Finally, she spoke up. “As long as you don’t tell anyone.”“Why. About tomorrow." What about tomorrow?" I ... I mean ... what's gonna happen ... like ... what do I gotta do?" Cecilia, what's 'gonna happen' is that you 'gotta be' at my house at 3:00 p.m. sharp, and be prepared to stay until about 4:00 the next morning. What you 'gotta do' is exactly what I tell you to do. That'll be it."The student swallowed hard and asked another question." ... and you're ... still ... gonna punish me?"Burnside's fierce eyes bore into her student. "Can you think of any. Christmas was always filled with joy and celebration, but for some reason, this year it felt vacant and hollow. Something was missing. And she knew exactly what was missing...“There’s my little sis.” Connor’s sexy, deep voice immediately turned Sophie on, forcing her nipples to harden painfully and her little clit to pulsate at once. “Why is she all by herself over here looking sad?”Sophie avoided his gaze and glanced at Marissa, his wife. The hollow pit inside her chest expanded and expanded.