“Don’t do that.” Geeta admonished me, assuming that I was intending to make myself come. “Save it for later.”“I intend to.” I assured he..., adding a jokingly, “But for whom?”“Well, Ratna to start with I suppose, but I’d want too.” Geeta told me.Her face wore a serious look as she said that, but then she suddenly smiled and, acting on impulse, I hooked a hand around her neck and kissed her on the lips. Not a long kiss, but just a bit more than an extended peck before I pulled away grinning. I saw that she was wearing a white underwear below her pink loose t-shirt all the while. She turned to close the bathroom door and displayed her well-rounded ass.Part of her underwear covering her ass was stuck inside her ass crack. Richa inserted a finger in her ass crack, pulled out the garment and adjusted her underwear.She took a hosepipe and connected it with the tap. Putting on a Bluetooth ear-pods, she made a quick soundcheck. At last, she lifted the other end of the hosepipe and. “But Malcolm is right. You must get some nourishment, and it would hardly be fitting to simply send you off to the scullery to see what you can find.”“Soup is definitely called for,” finished Malcolm. “It’s quick, it’s simple, easily digested, full of vitamins, protein, and all those good things the people at Campbell’s have been telling us about. I asked Phoebe, she’s our cook, you see, to warm up something she made the other day.”Just then, a swinging door opened, and Reeves stepped through. A statue of the Holy Virgin stood on her pedestal in the corner opposite the office doorway. The two motionless figures stood directly before him.Stand! Heed Us!The command thundered forth like the crash of doom. The words must have come from the mouth of the boy ... the young man. His mouth opened and his lips moved but the sound did not come from him. Rather, it seemed to issue forth from the very walls. It boomed and crashed in Vitelli's head. He sought to sneer, to stride forward and thrash.