" What, you actually believe that old place is haunted or cursed or whatever Steve?" I still think it is," My girlfriend Anne cut in. "That place was ...reepy." Definitely," June added."It's just some old house, guys, c'mon." I heard it used to be a brothel. That would explain some of stuff in there." Yeah, that's possible Rob. So, we got our souvenirs to prove we did it. Now what?" It's almost 3 am, I'm going to bed. Coming, Greg?" I hope so. G'nite folks..."Steve and June headed downstairs to. Cat had a body only an artist, and a pervertedone at that, could create."Suck on my nipples, Darling. They're aching to have your mouth onthem."Mick did as he was asked and found that once again Cat's breasts wereproducing what seemed to be milk. Since neither Cat, nor Katherine, hadever given birth, Mick had to wonder where the milk came from, but onetaste of the precious fluid and all his questions were forgotten. "Mmm, Cat, your milk, it, it tastes so good, so sweet. Like honey andcream,. That was not all, of course, and she gave a soft sigh as she hurriedly put to the back of her mind the other things that had happened between them. It took some time to greet all the slaves and staff, particularly nanny Goldie who had looked after both of them when they were young. Then they met with Overseer Nathan Stevens. The fifty-odd-year old had been born on the plantation and had worked there all his life. He had been their father’s right hand man and had been running it since he had. Whew! I hoped I didn't meet any more old friends thatday.I only had about five minutes to find the room andfigure out how to teach seniors something they didn'tknow about sex.That appeared to be very little from the looks of theactivity in the school halls. Boys and girls had eachothers' cocks out and were saying cummy farewells asthey entered class.High school is such a sexually charged environment.You can't really blame the kids. Their hormones areraw and throbbing, like their cocks.The girls.