Mr. Williams was right. Deborah’s body hummed with warmth, like she was settling in under an afghan on a rainy night.“What was it like?”“Uh ..... I saw a storm, I think,” Deborah said. “Is that how it’s supposed to work? I don’t feel like I learned French.”“Well,” Mr. Williams said, pausing behind the console to push his glasses up his swollen red nose. He fixed Deborah with a forceful stare and said, “It may not be working because you’re such a silly woman.”“W-what?” Deborah said. “What did you. Her claws hadextended and she had ripped quite a tear in her bedspread. She began tofear what Amaya might say and decided to keep it quiet.In the morning Kumiko made her bed, and made quite a good attempt ofcovering the tear in the spread. She was just finished with it, whenSachiko entered her room. "Good morning Kumiko, ready to go to thecenter?"Kumiko frowned, "What center?" Don't tell me you've forgotten that today you have your post-MORFSEval."Kumiko groaned. It had completely slipped her. When I said he wanted proof Sharon said we were safe then as that was never going to happen and we could resume our activities.Over the next couple of weeks I would introduce the idea that someone was watching us into our lovemaking, saying there was someone at the window, in the wardrobe etc. She told me to keep my sick fantasies to myself but also noticed that she would get more excited and animated when I did this. once when on her bed I was kneeling with her head between my knees as she. I kept my mouth shut and hit that pussy every chance I got which turned out to be a lot. A month had gone by and I got to fuck Kat almost every day. It was Saturday again and we had the house to ourselves all day again. We had just finished a grand fuck-a-thon and were laying there recovering. "So I am the only woman you have been with?" Kat asked. "Well no, what makes you say that?" I replied. "Because I have been around enough to know." Kat stated. "Well yes, you are the only one." I said..