He was afraid she would awaken and fear she was still in Torquemada’s cruel grip. He spent as much time as was humanly possible with her, refusing t... leave the room at all for weeks. Maria forced him to return to running his businesses, attending to correspondence, but even with that he was in her room by her side more than he was not. Eventually life settled into a routine and he would awake and then go bath and change into clean clothes, return to her room for breakfast, which sometime he. I pressed my vertical cock against my belly, inhaled, and zipped up my pants.The door inched open. Through it stepped a young woman in khaki vest over a white blouse with matching khaki skirt, ending at the knee. The vest was covered in sewn-on patches, like some kind of Scout. But she was too old for Girl Scouts, wasn't she?"Hello?" She took one step past the doorframe and stopped.Lore approached our visitor. "Hi. I'm Lore and that's Mr. Marcus. What can we do for you?"The girl pointed behind. “You’re one to, like, talk. Where’s your makeup?”“I, uh, don’t wear makeup.”“Kat, I’ve know you for, like, three years, and I’ve never seen you leave the house without makeup.”Kat? Catherine hated that nickname - she had always considered it too informal. That was the least of her problems right now though.“Sai, if this is some sort of practical joke, you guys can stop now. What is going on right now?”Sai rolled her eyes. “You’re acting mondo wierd, Kat. This is what, like, happens when you. Even though Michael and I were caught last Friday by one of the school’s janitors, Mr. Jay, we were both horny as fuck. We didn’t want to wait until we got to my house because there was a chance that my mom would be home. Also, our sexual desires clouded our judgment.I ask Michael, “Did you see Mr. Jay here today? I didn’t see him at all today.”Michael says, “You know what? I didn’t see him either, maybe he has today off.”I say, “That makes sense 'cause usually I see him in the halls throughout.