”I shook hands with the three of them and left the office. Angie and Pete were waiting for me.“Well?” Pete asked.“The Chancellor put a stop to...it, at least this time. But I have to keep my nose completely clean.”“You don’t even have to TRY to do that,” Pete laughed. “Just be yourself!”“Weren’t you one of the ones who said I should expand my horizons?”“I did, but conditions have changed. Just be careful how you expand them until that so-and-so chills out.”“A radical feminist chilling out?” Angie. They currently glow with the same blue light that the portal shines from behind you. Gusting winds, magically blew in from the portal, blowing against the leaves and other plants surrounding it.Standing before you, you witness a bizarre feminine figure, with an inhuman nature about them that peeks your curiosity. The wild and natural beauty of they carried stood out to you, as they wore little to no clothing. All that they wore was some thigh length boots and socks. Besides that, the only think. She could not pull away, even if she wanted to: only he could let her go. With a brutal twist, he let her go, rising up, letting the sun in again, ending the close encounter to reveal the team and Jacobs standing around, looking concerned and a wee bit amused by the collision. Her tit aching and her mind in shock, Sandra got up and mumbled another reply to Jacobs. Looking down at her tit, she saw that the cloth was more bunched up there than on her other side. She wondered if the looks of. Turning, he reached for a tissue box and gave her a couple of sheets."Thank you." Jean said and sniffled. Ben patiently waited for her to finish calming before attempting to ask again what was bothering her so. When she felt sufficiently collected, she paused now to collect her thoughts. Ben had knelt down in front of her on the rug the bed sat on and placed his hands on her thighs just above her knee’s. He hoped the gesture was conveying understanding and concern and not sexual in nature. .