But what if she get hurted,how will I approach her this weird thought?I loved to listen compliments about her firm boobs by my friends, She was 33C-28...34 with long hair about 1metre she was the sex goddess in our class,we used to fulfill our lust after the school,in the last bench of our class, not everyday only Saturdays,when there will be practical classes and all will go out we do something then we join the rest,there was some backbenchers also in our class around 7 of them,they were too. I was as puzzled now as I was when all this started. I wished Bill would contact me, 'cause I needed someone to bounce all this off of who was familiar with what had gone on. If I hadn't heard from him by tomorrow evening, I would contact everyone I knew to start looking for him. Since he was a former senior Senator, there would be a lot of people who wouldn't take kindly to anyone that harmed him. I already had a list of numbers he gave me to call if there was an emergency.Then it hit me. "The spirit of the mountain told me that the Gronta are heading this way again. Jardart, their leader, is worried that no one has returned from the raid he sent here. I suppose he will be even more worried when the ten men he sent to see why don't return either. I believe I'll organize a little welcome for them." Oh. Why not just let them come and tend to them here like you did the others?" she asked."I don't want to keep doing the same thing all the time. If I do, sooner or later someone will. I know I'm a bitch at times, but you're my girl. But Angiehas a vagina, and you don't. And if I'm going to be your mistress, Ineed human contact. I need a real woman. Or a real man. Think of it asus bumping elbows, or rubbing ankles together. It's just body parts.Okay?"I looked at the table. I felt my eyes grow wet. I didn't want MasterPaul, for goodness' sake. I didn't want anyone.Could this be one of Mary-Anne's games designed to torture me? Like withthe fake estrogen? Like with the dick I.