“My ass is so hot, I stunned him,” groaned the redhead.“You mean, my tits are so hot.”“Ass!”“Tits!”“Ass!”“Fuck it, I know how to...solve this. I'm the biggest slut, and I'll prove it!”“What?” shrieked Anabella as she whirled around.But Juliet, facing me, already launched into action. She grabbed the front of my jumpsuit and hauled down on the zipper. It rasped open in a flash, revealing the white tank top and boxers I wore beneath. My cock was hard—whose wouldn't be with those two. If that roomisn't cleaned up, forget about your weekend. So tomorrow you two canstart helping out around here. I'll leave you some food and cookinginstructions for your dinner. You can decide who cooks and who cleansup afterwards. And there's a ton of laundry in the basement and someironing. The ironing is mainly your clothes, Danielle. Mister wrinklehere doesn't seem to need an iron."The next day after school Mikey and I both arrived back home around thesame time. Remembering Mom's request, I. "No chica, we aren't going to stop now" With that Armando pushed her back on the bed and reached down to pull off her shorts. He had the waist band halfway down her thighs before she grabbed them back. Her cunt was clearly exposed as she struggled. "Armando, no don't my husband will find us" You told me he won't be back for two hours" Maybe I was wrong, he could come back at any moment," she cried.Armando laughed, and said "I don't think so" as he pulled her shorts out of her hands and all the. .way too much work.So imagine my surprise when I saw people running or briskly walking out of Le Tailleur, some of them muttering to themselves and others silent & pale white as new linen. On asking someone what was going on, I got a strange reply:"The devil!" An elderly woman told me, looking gravely into my eyes and grasping my coat. "Satan himself has taken this place--and those spawn of Lilith are his minions!" This was a demurely-dressed grandmother, serious in her conviction. Not wanting.