Second, I had never seen it before. And then third, my wife would never have allowed such a painting on her wall.There was a painting on the opposite ...all, one that I feel better about claiming we have had for years. It shows a bright colored cat sitting in the sun. It was sort of funny that I had always felt the same intensity from that cat's eyes that I did from the owl's eyes. You could tell the cat had just looked up from the mouse hole it was watching, and its eyes could see right through. We have endured the break-down of our marriages years ago together. Our friendship had also miraculously survived months upon months of no business in our company and little cash to live on. The passage of time has lessened the impact of the former and now we have more business than we can manage ourselves which has solved the latter.Her text came late in the afternoon the day I arrived home, “Want to come over for drinks this evening?”That sounded perfect to me and I sent my affirmative. I will try to correct this once I get the time and will start fixing the first chapters first.This is also a sequel to a story I published earlier ( which I only wrote in Dutch ). I think this story is perfectly readable without reading the first part though.I am not sure if I will translate the first part of the story to English, but I might if there comes some positive feedback on this story. Make sure to write a comment on this story what you think about this story and if you want me to. Jen, (as did the rest of the class), admired the woman’s perfectly taught nipples before crouching down to now remove her panties as well. With no further fanfare, Jen quickly pulled them down over her hips, past her thighs and knees, and to the floor, where Dr. Green obligingly stepped out of them. The class had all seen her nude several times now, but it was still a sight to see, each and every time it happened. “OK. Thank you Jen. Now that we are all good and comfortable…and aroused…why.