‘How does she fare?’ He asked quietly. Maggie was silent for a long time, simply gazing out into the setting sun. Finally, she sighed and looked a... the ground. ‘She bleeds. It is inside her body, draining into her. There is nothing for either of us to do.’ She stopped and looked at Cien carefully. He was staring off into the distance. ‘She pains, and I have given her something to help her sleep. The lass will not make the night. Of that I am sure, Cien.’ Looking away, she fought tears of her. She din say anything, but unhooked her bra from behind. When the bra came off, I saw her nipples, nice, pink and hard. I knew she was in a tizzy. I slowly massaged her boobs and played with her nipples. She already started telling me, that she was never so relaxed in a long time. I knew that I could have shed her panties off too, but I wanted to prolong the fun. I just went down massaged her inner highs and very close to her hot spot but din touch it. I guess it was fun teasing her. I stopped. They had just finished their final exam and most of the students had gone to the gym for the free food and punch. Kitty had stayed in the classroom to help Mr. Kennedy her teacher pack the books and materials away for next year. When she finished her work, the handsome teacher patted his leg and Kitty ran over and hopped up onto his lap with a very satisfied rattle in her throat and deep purrs from way down in her diaphragm. Mr. Kennedy's "thing" was uncoiled and sticking up in the air again.. But now, it would be perfunctory in nature, not exciting and stimulating.Once he arrived home, he showered and got ready for bed. Hours earlier, he’d envisioned himself waking up next to Grace after several hours of lovemaking and the seduction of post-sex sleep that would leave them both satisfied and refreshed.Instead, he tossed and turned, silently wondering if Grace were doing the same. He sure as hell hoped so. Thankfully, sleep eventually claimed him. But his dreams were haunted by.