Steve was still kneeling behind Miss Trottle letting his erect cock brush against her nyloned ass while kissing her shoulders and neck. She shuddered ...with pleasure every time his fingers brushed against her now erect nipples. He leant round and gently lowered his head and started kissing Miss Trottle’s soft breasts, finally running his tongue around her excited right nipple and kissing it as Miss Trottle lay back on the floor. “Hmmmm Steve…” she moaned, “please let me feel that tongue some. We're going there, where ever there is. Move it." Cleo as sitting on the sofa, her arms crossed over her chest, her legs crossing with one foot moving up and down angrily.Billy glanced at her then proceeded to ignore her. "Kat? You ok? I didn't mean to fall asleep." Billy started rubbing my thigh."Ah yeah. I know." I rubbed the back of my neck. "I didn't either." I rolled my head in a large circle trying to disengage the kink. I'd forgotten about the robe until I felt Billy tug it closed again.. Many of the candles were in red glass holders adding the ruby color to everything. The six pledges were arranged in a semicircle facing what Laura could only think of as an alter. Actually, it was a long table placed across the front of their semicircular gathering, covered with a cloth of thick, deep jet black velvet or some similar material. Two candle sticks, each holding a large candle in a deep red glass, were near the center. Behind the table stood two people. And others were in a large. His entire clan stood behind them, along with his mother and Adilah. Several Council members stood among the crowd as well. Among the entire crowd only Archivist Atto, who stood apart and forward of the rest, seemed to be sweating and uncomfortable.His master led him to a point before the Chief Archivist and pronounced the ritual introduction of a completed apprenticeship. The Archivist replied with his formal lines and then presented the symbolic key to the Shafts on a chain that the archivist.