" Miranda paused, and her eyes narrowed, telling Helen that she had saved the punch line for last. "A female teacher!"Miranda leaned back in her chair... and Helen knew she was supposed to react outraged at the presence of such a harlot in her neighborhood. She couldn’t find the heart to do so."So she’s got a thing for older women?"Miranda seemed to almost choke, and Helen couldn’t help but feel a pang of evil satisfaction, even if her own reaction would have been quite similar just a few days. “I see you have been in my bedroom” she said, nodding her head towards the incriminating black underwear. “Do you like the smell of mummy’s dirty knickers?”David nodded his head, unable to speak, and turning a bright scarlet, scared of his mother’s reaction, why had she come home early ?, he felt guilty at being caught sniffing those panties and naked with a hard on that was dribbling pre cum.Her eyes drifted down to his young hard cock, already; at the tender age of 13 his cock was thicker. I groaned, hands tightening on her hair. “That’s it, sister dear. You’re just so eager for your own taste of my jizz.”“Mistress’s loves your cum!” purred Zanyia.My sister shivered, humping against the lamia’s licking mouth, savoring that rough tongue sliding on her delicate flesh.I groaned, watching my lamia slave feasted, her ears twitching, thrust out of her tawny hair. Zanyia’s purrs rumbled out of her throat. She pressed her face tighter against my sisters snatch. Kora bucked, her breasts. I’ve read science fiction set in mega-cities of forty or fifty million people; Atlanta Metropolitan area has a population estimated at just over six million at present, with ‘Greater Atlanta’ forecast to reach ten million before the end of the decade. Hate to say so, but I can see it hitting fifteen million in my lifetime, easy. And the traffic is already close to apocalyptic levels in some places, which is why it’s so vital that MARTA does a thorough job in providing public transit.I just hope.