"I wondered what I missed all those years ago; Sandra was beginning to sound a little emotional. Luckily Harcourt interrupted us before things got out...of hand."Now, quieten down you two. This is no time to introduce personal animosities into the conversation. It's pretty obvious to me that you two were a little more than just friends at one time." Who says we're friends now?" I fired back at him. "Five bloody parking tickets and one hell of a lot of aggravation Sandra here, has given me over. I haven't used any since my wife left. That was more than four years ago. The maple syrup for the pancakes is made right here and I will guarantee there is nothing old about that." You've lived alone all this time since your wife left you?" Nope, the first two years I had plenty of company. I was in prison and that was too much company. They were all of one gender as well. Just these last two years I've been alone." You beat up your wife? I'm just asking because I have to look out for Abby.". “Please stop, my darling,” Andy whispered. “Please tell me what’s wrong. Please?”They could all feel Barbara just give up. In some way it was more disturbing than her resistance had been. Motioning to the others, she got off Bobbie’s back, then took one of her hands and turned her over. Lifting her up, Andy was sitting on the floor with her back to the bed and held Bobbie in front of her. Wrapping her arms around the girl, Andy held her tightly with her hands crossed over her chest and actually. Like all beastkin, her instincts screamed in warning the instant I released my inner predator.She tried to freeze in place, but she couldn’t hold still. Vixen’s invading ecstasy forced her to squirm and whimper.The catgirls eyes widened in horror when I drew my deeply masochist pet’s twin daggers from storage, but I put Kitten from my mind. Vixen’s eyes shone with desire. She licked her lips, nervously watching the blades. Vixen’s fear was gone.They whimpered with both pain and pleasure as I.