After that, his departure was hastened a bit. He won’t be back, not without an invite from me, the new head of this household. I dare say that he ha... bigger problems than either of you right now and he won’t be coming back to reclaim you. You’re under MY roof now. The rules are mine and they have changed, boy have they ever changed!“Care to see my fangs if you doubt me? Come closer ... I won’t bite ... too hard,” I chuckled as I dared them to doubt me or disprove me.“Oh, fuck, you really ARE a. ’ She gives Linda’s arm a light but firm tug, ‘Don’t forget, you suggested I should go for someone different.’ ***** Janet leans forward over the kitchen’s island, patting Linda’s hands where they rest on the cold granite countertop, and smiles, ‘I know, he has that affect doesn’t he.’ ‘It was so easy to open up to him. I still can’t believe we talked so long,’ Linda replies, grabbing the lettuce, and digging her fingers in as if making holes in a bowling ball, ‘and, when I talked with Cathy,. It was so taboo, so wrong... it made me feel so kinky doing it. I felt a sudden animal hunger, and pushed him back down onto the bed. He looked shocked, and when his dark eyes met my blue ones, his eyes narrowed in the same animal instinct coursing through my body. I ripped off his shirt, all shyness forgotten. His muscles were tensed and incredibly sexy, sweat gleaming on his chest. He growled and buried his face into my neck, biting and sucking. I moaned, and reached between his legs to find. "I'll take care of it. Go ahead," she said, closing the book and taking her pen. Sarah looked about nervously, clawed the air with her now empty hand, and stood up. She shyly walked towards the exercise mat."And what have you been working on?" Mr. Burgess asked her."Um," she began quietly. "I've been doing ... the tendril ... with the ... thing..." Her voice was very meek, and she writhed her hands together and darted her head back and forth, looking around. "Can I have my book, please?".