”Helena stared at Sophie’s empty bed like it was a dead animal on the side of the road. The sheets and blankets had all been changed since the las... time Xavier had been there, but still… a lot of things had happened in this bed, none of them good. But this was the easiest trial Xavier had given her. She didn’t have to do anything but lie down and sleep. Sighing in resignation, she removed her skirt and blouse and climbed into bed. The dorm rooms at this school were perfectly symmetrical, so it. It openedone, and that was all I needed. I grabbed the other two keys and thenthrew Katie back on the bed, smothering her with kisses. I thenproceeded to unlock my outfit. I had only unlocked the necklace that wassewn into the sweater when I thought about something. I looked at Katie."Do you have any dresses that you can lock shut?" I asked her. Shegrinned."Yes I do," She said still grinning. "Would you like to see one?" Shepointed toward the closet, where a denim dress hung, its front. But actually Eddie’s mom in my revised version probably comes off worst of all. Actually Eddie’s idea. Of course, like No Contest, they really are fiction, just uncomfortably close to their inspirations.”“Is moms ready to publish?” Cynthia asked.“Almost. Maybe. I need to do one more careful edit, and with the changes, I figure I’ll need to wait another month before I do that. Fresh eyes, or at least fresh as a couple months can have. Right now I actually feel really good about it, and I usually. Excited, she follows Petra to the studio. She sees many mirrors, a big bed and an armchair from the back with Professor Peter. She steps inside and walks up behind his chair, while Petra pops up right in front of him. She smells the typical smoke from his funny cigarettes and assumes similar substances spiced up that chocolate cake. Pretty Petra spreads her legs and lets her pussy come close to his nose. She spreads her love lips. Professor Peter nods. She turns around and bends over. First she.