A large angora cat was sleeping on her bed and there were three cat posters on her walls.“I think I see where the nickname comes from, Katt. I alway... thought it was spelled K-A-T, not K-A-T-T, because your name is Katrina.”“It’s both, really. I love cats and my name is Katrina. When I was little, dad called me «kisse» (pussycat) and when I got older and got my first kitten, the nickname changed to ‘Cat’.”I sat in a comfortable chair she had in the corner. Katt turned on the radio, then sat on. I tried to push back the memory of burning children. ‘We were just on the porch,’ Amber smiled, caressing the back of Lizzy’s head. Lizzy moved from me to Amber and lodged herself in her mother’s arms. I sat on the couch, trying to force my heart to slow down. She had woken in a strange house. No one was dying. I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. Too much adrenaline first thing in the morning. I opened my eyes to see both girls staring at me. ‘I’m sorry I scared you,’ Lizzy. He was fine, or rather, he will be, after a long rest, she knew that quite well. She will never put him in any danger. That is why, as difficult as the demands of his training were, she already judged any threshold Zax will have to break through and knew what will be his limits. The reason that she felt anxious was simple, her beloved little brother went through a harsh exercise that exhausted his strength to the point that he could barely stand on his own two feet."Here, drink the all glass".. His hands pushed down her panties as she stood there frozen.“But...” she gasped. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Mr. Rollins was taking her panties off! He was pushing her down on the floor!! His face was diving between her legs!!! He was licking her pussy!!!“OOoooooooo” gasped Cindy as she watched Mr. Rollins stick his tongue in her friend’s pussy “That’s so nasty!“ She felt herself being grabbed. Her own skirt was being lifted and her own panties were being dragged down her legs.It.