”He stood, “And that is why I have followed, to judge and sentence you to clan death.”I gestured to the door, “Then let us go out into the nig...t. Clan business is clan business and not for outsiders.”He smiled, “You have until the midnight hour to face me Lan.”He stood before looking around the now quiet room. He glanced at me before turning to walk out. I sent everyone home and pulled Song out of the kitchen before giving her instructions in case I did not return. I knew the master would not. A week ago, Julie could have scoffed at that question. Love him? Greg? Ha! He was just a phenomenal fuck, a man who knew how to unlock the repressed sexuality in her. But love? No, that certainly had nothing to do with it. But now? Well, Julie certainly wouldn’t actually let herself even think it at a conscious level. But wasn’t there a warm, gushy feeling that she felt when she was with Greg now? Wasn’t she at least flirting with the concept? The longer her silence persisted, the more guilty. The wastecat next to him was panting in her sleep to expel the heat from her body, her tail twitching once in a while to chase away annoying insects.Porter watched his youngest son and his daughter run among the other children with carefree abandon, their cries of joy and play carrying across the expanse. It was not Porter’s job to keep an eye on all of the children, but the sounds of their play were irresistible to him and he often emerged at noontime to watch them. Their games brought a smile. It's not ri--" this time, Teresa was on top of her sister, making out again, but straddling her stomach while doing a grinding motion. her hands were ripping open the shirt from her school uniform as the buttens flew all over the room. She cupped Jenn's huge meaty tits and carressed them, then squeezed them so hard they turned red-twice. "come on Jenn, come on!" She was working on Jenn's bra when she was shoved off onto the floor. Jenn stood up, shirt dangling open, and adjusted her bra..