"Brigadier Stanhope did not look like a cunning, courageous, spy. He had the high domed forehead of an intellectual, and I later learned he was a Clas...icist who had gained the highest academic honours from Oxford University. His voice was soft and gentle, and I could not imagine him bellowing out orders on some blood soaked battlefield. In fact he looked, and sounded, as if he would be more at home as a don at an ancient seat of learning, or in a monastery, rather than being the Spymaster of. With a grunt, I pulled her to her feet and pushed her against the sink again, bending her over. I groaned with pleasure as the better position helped me reach a new level of ecstasy. I continued pumping into her before finally emptying my balls inside of her. She continued crying as my semen filled her up and started trickling down her thighs.I took a step back and sat down in front of the door as the girl remained motionless by the sink, her tears messing up her mascara. After a while, she. " Let's talk about it when you get home, after work." Okay."Kendra, expert eavesdropper, knew when Laura arrived home. Minutes later, there was a knock on her door. Laura hadn't see her for weeks. Kendra was shockingly gorgeous, her red-gold hair cut in delicious bangs, her hard-muscled body concealed very little by a bright green mini-skirt and a tight blouse that her breasts were trying to push their way out of."God, you look stunning," Laura said."We ain't here to talk about me, girl. You. After Evelynn and Damien fled to another continent, they bought a small apartment with the money they had, not soon after, Evelynn managed to find a job, still as a headmaster at one of the schools in the area, as her reputation and experience preceded her, it wasn’t even hard for her to be hired, lucky enough for both of them, Damien was also accepted as a student at the same school.Now, as the new school year starts, we turn to an annoyed Damien who slowly enters the school yard as Evelynn.