Every curve of my tight and toned ass was on display and my nipples were erect and visible, plus, there was a hint of cameltoe in the front! I was the...sluttiest tiger I’d ever seen! Only I would know I was wearing a butt-plug tail in full view of my son’s friends and I was more than a little aroused. The party was going well and everyone was having a great time. I played the good host and walked around basically socializing and waitressing. I was also getting very favorable looks and comments. How much I hated myself for thinking evil as I looked upon her.One evening as I was walking down the hall toward my bedroom, I looked in on Sandra once again. After I had watched her for a while, I suspected that she was not really sleeping. My daughter’s breathing was too audible and her eyelids seemed to be quivering. I made a pretense of pulling her blanket straight and quickly left the room.After that my daughter seemed to change into a even more seductive and enticing young lady.. One of the students triumphantly pounced on the puzzle sheet, and then both of them laughed with relief at a solution. Their shared enthusiasm, especially the sight of them puzzling over the crosswords, led Dean back to his pleasant recollections. ————————————————- MOSCOW IN THE EARLY 1980’s Dean’s lesson began so innocently, but the undercurrents between the two Mongolian friends remained. Their apartment was small, and so every movement became a kind of dance with one another. Atka’s friend. ‘How can I get her back? She's could be seventeen hundred years away! If she has to live through that many centuries to get back here, will she even remember me?’ Finally, sometime before dawn, she fell asleep. She didn’t dream, or, if she did, she didn’t remember.Chapter 5 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Rybba lay on the hard cot that Andrew, Simon’s brother, had made for her. It was made of flexible branches tied together with rawhide and wrapped with a thick wool pad. A large sheet sewn from.