Miss Bush looked totally gorgeous in a pale lemon skimpy summer dress and white sandals. Since my brief encounter with Sandra, Miss Bush was never far... away from my fantasies, yes, she had made a full return. In my fantasies, Sandra's beautiful bottom had been caned by Miss Bush countless times, as had my own. Sometimes Miss Bush had made me cane Sandra and Sandra cane me. Sometimes we had caned Miss Bush and most of my fantasies included various permutations of sex between the three of us. God,. He was your age Tina and I had just turned sixteen, he had quite often looked after me when our parents were out and once your mother discovered men she was hardly ever home. Christ I'll cum soon if you two keep that up." Go on with your story Maureen." Martin grinned."Well one evening our parents went up to town to a show and a meal, we knew that they would not be back until the early hours of the morning and your mother took advantage of that to slip off to see her latest boyfriend." I. It had a strap over her shoulders to keep the dress in place but other than that, it had a deep scoop neckline which allowed most of the tops of her breasts to be exposed. Underneath, she wore a black demibra that Jennifer had picked out for her. It was essentially an under-wire push-up bra with the top half of the bra removed which allowed her taut nipples to poke through the thin material of her black evening gown. Miriam made the gown look gorgeous and there was also a daringly high slit up. With a chill, I realize there is one scent that doesn’t belong. An angry, hurt gnoll. A gnoll I smelled just one day earlier, as he ran from the slaughter of our camp.It is easy to drop into stealth as I step past the drummers to find where I left my pack. Grabbing a casting dagger is but a moment’s work. I also take the few seconds to allow the interface to give me gloves and the upper half of my leather armor.I sneak out the back and work to get behind the gnoll, while remaining downwind of.