So, I thought, maybe something good can come out of something bad. Carla and Fiona pretty much left me alone during finals week. I say pretty much b...t not completely. Fiona still made me take a break from my studying to practice applying lipstick. She also helped me with my hair in the morning. I started using the shampoo and conditioner Mrs. Johnson sent along and also a shower cap she’d given me.Fiona and I did go over to Carla’s once during the week. Mrs. Johnson was home at the time. You have worked hard and need rest. You cannot properly serve the Goddess if you are worked to death" Blessed be the Goddess!" The centaurs said in unison."Blessed be the Goddess!" Agreed the minotaur.The two centaurs turned toward a barn from which came a young man on goat legs and a chubby woman with a piggy face and three bikini tops to cover three rows of breasts. These newcomers began to wash and brush the centaurs down. None of these strange creatures paid any attention to Jenny or. Using his other hand, he runs his hand over my skirt and up past my shirt to my breasts, running his hand up and down feeling the curves of my body under my shirt, he slowly squeezes my breasts, his other hand moves over my ass and up to the top of my back, under my shirt and snaps off my bra and lifts up my shirt and starts sucking my nipples and squeezing my breasts together. I pull my shirt over my head but he stops me half way so the shirt is half over my eyes and I cant see. He turns me. Same same I responded. Hope you're not too tired and can take care of me right quick Glenda responded. Sure no doubt, I messaged back. In the days after our first sexual encounter Glenda had made things a bit clearer, she was not interested in dating or a mate per say at the moment, all she was interested in me for was a quick orgasm. No strings, no nonsense, just a quick romp. I told her that I could handle that with ease. I told her how much I loved a mature woman and the very thought of her.