She was medium in height she was 26, but she had a very beautiful face and a pair of sexy boobs. I had begun to watch her whenever I could. She used t...o talk about sex freely to us. I used to watch her desperately. Even after coming to know that I was looking her, she used to smile at me, this thing made me much bolder and I also became her pet student. Then, I decided to have sex with her at any cost & waited for a chance. I came to know that she did not have a very happy married life. It was. Don’t usually have anyone else’s fingers up there. It was pretty damn nice.” Mary reached over and pulled my head toward her for a sweet kiss. “See you Saturday, Jett.”I was tempted to cut my slaughtering class Friday morning, but we were going to be studying the grading of beef on the hoof and I felt like I’d never understand it if I didn’t participate. I shifted gears as fast as I could Friday afternoon, though. I still had a ton of work to do on the canvas Eva would pose with. Detail work on. I crept around the living room looking for the source of the noise. What the hell is it? “Please don’t be rats,” I muttered out loud to myself. C-Click-Click-C-C-ClickNow it was sounding more like scratching. Rats in the walls? Leah will freak. It seemed to be coming from below. The basement? I crept up to the basement door and pushed it open making a loud yawning creak. I needed to oil that door but I kept forgetting. The stairs lead down into darkness.I reached for the light switch and. People were so willing to believe in angels. They feared us, so they choose not to believe in us, hoping to kill what frightened them. But in some ethereal, light and joyous vision of wings and halos, they were comforted. So they choose to make us their angels. Our good works, our loving touch, our unseen support was credited to the truly uncaring 'angels.' Mankind refused to believe that the angels of which they spoke could not care an iota less for their insignificant lives. Mankind was mere.