” He paused. “Well, most of us do, although there are some who believe that as we live in a vale of tears and woe they should reflect that in thei... character.” He emptied his glass. “But enough of religious discussion. What can I do for you?”I explained that due to the lack of books written in French in the area, John Blanchard, as he was known at the school, would have to travel to Château Blanchard, where there was an extensive library devoted to the many great French writers, for intensive. She proceeded to jerk him off. She told me that he was dry and I told her to lick her hand and get him wet or I would make her suck him right there in the theater. She went to work harder after wetting her hand but still did not bring him off. I pushed her head down and made her take it in her mouth to get it wet but did not let her suck it. She continued to jerk him until he slid his hand under her and put his finger back in her ass. He leaned over and started sucking and biting her tit and. I’m sure a shrink would have a lot to say on the matter, but I honestly don’t care. After my ex used me and threw me away, I determined it would never happen again. I lived my life by three simple rules: love does not exist so seek lust instead, women only serve one function (as I knew how to cook and clean), and women are meant to be used and all of them crave to fulfill this base instinct. Since love was a figment, I determined that making love was useless. So I fucked the women I took to. Eric sat next to Edith, and Alfred was between Kristen and Bernice. Abby gave me the cold shoulder, but that was all right as that was all I had been getting lately anyway. Alfred and I talked about the trip and the snow storm. Eric related what the storm had been like at the manor. Edith didn’t say much.After dinner, I took the three children into the den to talk with them. When they were all seated, I started my explanation.“Eric, Edith, I want both of you to help Kristen to get settled. She.