You saw the depths of my heart that even Shishio didn't see. I'll make you regret that.Saitou: You think torturing those weaker than yourself will mak... you forget that you can't kill Shishio? You think he doesn't know? He's no fool. He's probably well aware of your trite pride. By pretending not to know he can make good use of you.Usui: Shut--SHUT UP!(He leaps forward suddenly, thrusting the shield before Saitou.)Usui: What about now! You can't use the Gatotsu and you can't see! You're a. .only this time it was different...the lady who greeted me at the door, was now sixtey nining the parking lot slut...my fantasy grew lucid and lusty...the two women, were aggresive with eachother, slapping, spitting, biting, playing tug of war with eachother's tongues, and sweet sensual long kisses...between the two of them...I then relaxed myself to regain my composure, and slowly assembled back into reality...my pulse elevated, bedroom eyes...I looked at myself in a bathroom mirror shortly. . calves, knees, thighs, crotch...Her weenie was trying to push through the tight panties that held ittucked back between her legs and her testies pushed inside, just likemine. She was leaking and her panties were wet, and I kissed thatwetness, inhaling her aroma, feeling it twitch against my lips and thetight fabric of the confining garment. I pulled the panties down, andher freed clit sprang forward hitting me on my lips, which pated on theirown and wrapped themselves around the soft, warm,. It ensured that I had a job and that it didn't entail me working for Natasha. For some reason, maybe just misplaced masculine pride, I wasn't truly comfortable working for Natasha. No, that was wrong it was working for the woman who was my girlfriend that really bothered me.Later Natasha and Petra joined us for the evening meal. It was Petra, always the most aware of people's vibes, who picked up on my demeanour.'Okay David, let's have it.' She laughed.I tried to look nonchalant but probably.