The other students filled in the seats around us and class progressed normally. When it was over, Neil approached Leanne again. "Hey, Leanne, do you h...ave class today or can I tempt you with lunch?"I stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder. Neil shot me a snide look. "Neil," I said, "she doesn't have class for another hour, but she doesn't want to eat with you. I'm sorry if that's not the answer you were hoping for." I took Leanne's hand and moved to leave.Neil jumped in our way. "Wait a. I dug through the hamper and found several more pairs of worn panties, all thongs and g-strings. They smelled wonderful but not as strong as the red g-string. I found the Aldos she bought yesterday. I fucked them hard while sniffing her red g string. I was about to cum but held back. I wasn't finished looking around. In her bedroom closet were boxes of expensive designer shoes--Valentinos, Jimmy Choo, Louboutins. I fucked every pair and placed them in a neat row.Next up was to explore her most. It surrounded him, choking and blinding him. He was nauseated, his stomach heaving as if to vomit all it held, but his throat was choked shut. His bile rose and burned like the fires of Hell but he could expell nothing.Bishop Cruxton flailed wildly and fell unconscious on the steps, his head striking the edge of the stone to open a terrible wound on his bald pate. Cameras recorded every moment of his 'fainting spell' as his assistant later labeled it. Tape recorders caught his shrieking words. Towards the end though Katherine became quiet and thoughtful. Andrew let her. At length she drew a deep breath."Andrew, I don't think we should see each other anymore. I've enjoyed the times we've spent together and I loved your stories but..." She trailed off."Up to you," he replied softly, "but I shall be very sad. I was thinking how well we got on together."She nodded unhappily. "That's part of the problem. I have a past which I would feel bound to tell you about and I think, in fact I'm.