Suzanne being the last home. In her letterbox were four letters from that pesky Real Estate Agent. he had other four other people interested in her pr...perties. Suzanne decided to stop him pestering her tomorrow. She would call at his office.Calling around at 10am he was there, by himself. Shaking hands Harry mentioned ‘He does not have a buyer. He wants them for himself to develop. He has stolen homes from many people. A nasty person. Suzanne was dressed in a short skirt with a bikini top. I started to think about Mrs. Dorsey and it dawned on me. It wasn’t enough to make my classroom my territory, I wanted all of the school now and it was going to start with Mrs. Dorsey.Chapter Two“Feels Like Home”It had been about two hours since Mrs. Dorsey left my room and I came to the realization that I must make all of the school my territory. I tried to work on a painting but I couldn’t concentrate for more than a few minutes as the image of Dorsey’s toes dancing on my floor kept flooding. A completely flat belly. What spectacular breasts – perfect melons that stand up on their own, and fit my hands perfectly. The nipples pucker up as soon as they feel the cool air or my fingers. She learned to keep her pubic hair trimmed and short, the way I like it. Her eyes and her smile light up a room, But she can be moody. I can tell she was in one of those moods today, by the time I came out of the shower. She usually joins me in the bedroom to chat as I dress. Today she hasn’t come up. As. Everything was going to plan. Their love-making became more sweet, less intense. She didn’t need his sperm any more, just his love. As she felt his cock sliding in and out of her, her hips responded in kind. Night after night. Now for the next phase … By June she had a noticeable ‘bump’. It was time to talk. ‘Johnny darling, we are going to have a baby!’ ‘That’s fantastic!’ ‘Yes, well, there is a slight complication.’ ‘Complication?’ ‘You know how I took over Kate’s body last All Hallows’ Eve?’.