" Her legs were tight together,her knees rigidly against each other, her ankles crossed."Open ya legs fo ya Black Master bitch."She just went more rig...d, locking her legs as tight as she could. Hespoke to Don who was at the side of the bed, watching, his own cockstiff too as he looked on."There I told ya that she'd need some encouragement boy, git tha sexjuice for er."Don seemed to leave and she could hear him rummaging in his case acrossthe room as she tried to wriggle again, but she just. With one hand tight on her ass, I pulled my other hand up between her breasts and got a handful of her right breast. "What are you doing?" Shannon demanded, squirming in my strong grasp. She turned her head quickly to escape my warm wet mouth coming in for contact with her face and neck. I pinned her up against the wall, and got a hand up her shirt, cupping her breast, squeezing it as my leg pressed between her legs, pinning her further. "Stop! Gross!" Shannon yelled, pushing me away with both. The woman thumbed through a large black ledger. ‘Dravenwood… Dravenwood’ ah here it is, yes Michael Dravenwood. You’re first year here I see?’ Michael nodded, ‘That’s right.’ The woman’s smile widened. ‘Welcome to Eros Academy, I’m sure you’ll fit right in here. You’re family are noted alumni at this school.’ ‘Um… I certainly hope I live up to their example, Mrs…?’ ‘Hetaira. Lydia Hetaira, Headmistress. Mr. Dravenwood why don’t you head inside, we’ll be having an assembly in the Dining Hall. Probably that is what has brought about my slight recovery. Do you have any idea how that happened?”“Is it because now you feel like there is a reason why you should live,” mom asked.“Exactly,” Mr. Krishnan said with a smile on his face.“And you would be surprised to know that the reason is you.”“Well. I sort of guessed. Anyway it is good that you have a reason to live,” mom said happy to hear Mr. Krishnan’s words.“You don’t understand Maria. I…,” Mr. Krishnan stopped.“I want you to give me.