Girlfriends. “Apparently, I was wrong.” The words came out like ice. My blood was chilled. “Sorry.”“Forgiven,” she laughed. “Come on ups...airs with us. We can give the men a show. I'll go down on you, you go down on me, then you can watch them both fuck me.” She laughed. “Or you can enjoy one of them while I take the other.”The other guy—a tall, blond meathead—gave me a hungry smile, looking up and down my body in my low-cut blouse and short skirt. Something I wore for Bianca to admire. I even. I went in to check out the bathrooms. The women’s room was trashed as usual. Those women were pigs. There were paper towels, toilet paper, and even sanitary napkins and tampons on the floor.The men’s room was just dirty as usual. However, when I turned on the light a woman’s voice said, “Could you help me?”I bent over and saw a pair of small feet in the third stall. I walked over to it and opened the door.Miss Amore, my Math Teacher, was sitting on the toilet, she was completely naked, and her. "Is that..." she said to herself, finding her fingers tangling in thestrands. "Webbing?"More lightning flashed, revealing the shards of the missing vasescattered, broken, down the mansion stairs. Andrea could hear anothersound...like the clicking of an insect. Something moving away anddissapearing. Andrea was breathing heavily now as she stepped forward. Wasit frustration or fear? She couldn't pinpoint it. Why couldn't people justbe horny or dead?"Helloo~! Markus! Did you break that vase?"As. "Well, I was straddling her, kissing her neck, her cheek, her lips. Nothing I hadn't done before. That was as far as it ever goes when you aren't there with me. Slowly, I lifted off her shirt, looking at her glowing skin in the candle light, thinking about how perfect she was, how well made. I reached a hand around her back to unclasp her bra as my other hand trailed through her hair. Sliding both the straps down her shoulders, I finally gazed upon her breasts, silky-smooth, pale in the.