The feeling reverberated down the length of his spine and coursed the spindle-thin webbing of nerves gathered in his hands and feet, bringing to his p...llid face a rosy trace of color. With a final glance cast over his shoulder, the stranger extinguished the lights about him, and made his way quietly into the cold stillness of a city not yet woken. ————————————————– From beneath the shadowy clutches of a monstrous nightmare, the girl emerged. The remnants of which still clung to her, as tangible. Lesley, your attire is not regulation,” she tsked. “You’ll have detention tomorrow afternoon. 3 pm sharp. I won’t write you up this time but if you continue to break the rules I will be forced to send you to Sister Clarence.” That seemed to frighten the young girl, as it should. Sister Clarence was the stately old nun who was tasked with running the Academy. Any young girl who wound up in her office always was made an example of in a public way. The old nun relished in humiliating these young. Tristan walked up to Zoë from behind and started to kiss her neck, slipping his hands around her waist and sliding them up, caressing and rubbing her breasts, feeling her nipples get hard under his hands. She could feel his cock growing harder and harder against her ass as Tristan slowly moved his hand down to her thighs, sliding her little black skirt up to expose her perfect round ass. She was wearing a lacy black thong that made her ass look fantastic, and Tristan kept his eyes glued to her. Moved in position to give her all the access she could get. She returned the favor when she started rolling her stomach muscles. She placed me hand on her belly and I could feel the movement as she massaged my cock and never worked her hips. That was exciting and until this day she is the only women I have seen do this. She turned around and laid back on me, I kissed her neck and sucked softly on the neck muscles. She got excited and it showed in her changing. She became a toy in my arms and.