There was no sound and no muzzle flash, of course, and the only reason he was still moving was because Veronique had expected him to go left again.As ...oon as she saw the shot, Eva took off, sprinting to follow her brother, running at a crouch to cover the distance in less than a dozen seconds, slowed mainly by her own jinks and jukes to confuse the sniper's aim. Even so, a round went past Eva's head close enough that she could hear the air being rent by the projectile's swift passage. She dove. He didn't have long towait. The three mermaids appeared, just thirty or so feet away. Instead offlaunting their beauty as they had the week before, they were quiet, subdued. "You came back," he said. He wasn't entirely sure they would. "Our Master was most displeased with us," said Tritonia, all thebelligerence gone from her voice. "If we diverge the slightest bit . .. from what we agreed . . . ." "You chose a bad master," he said. "Well, how do we proceednow?" "We won't fight it," said. If he noticed that my pussy was extra slippery, he didn't let on. But he was very quiet afterwards, more so than normal. And I knew that he suspected.The next week, life seemed to go on as normal. Glen and I got on very well. I was extra affectionate to him all week and he responded in kind. I'm not sure what I expected. The sky didn't fall and the world kept on turning. I asked Glen if he was excited for the next game night, and he just smiled softly and said, "Sure." In just that small. I had an advantage, being taller than her and also being a better basketball player, but instead of rubbing her face in it I worked with her showing her what I knew. She improved quickly and it showed when she played at school. I went to see her play so we could talk about how she could improve and that was how our relationship began. At school I was considered the boy every girl wanted, even the seniors. I was tall, with blond hair and blue eyes, smart, a great student and one of the best.