Night came, the two women had watched, hoping that when he left his room Morrel would come to them, but they heard him pass before their door, and try...ng to conceal the noise of his footsteps. They listened; he went into his sleeping-room, and fastened the door inside. Madame Morrel sent her daughter to bed, and half an hour after Julie had retired, she rose, took off her shoes, and went stealthily along the passage, to see through the keyhole what her husband was doing. In the passage she saw. She sat, then jumped back up clutching her recently spanked butt. Still, she followed my order shifting around until she was lying down. She had no choice. I felt kind of bad about her getting beat up, but there was no permanent damage, and she probably deserved it. Among the additives in her medication was sodium pentethol, a truth serum, and a hormone that multiplied the female sex drive. A neural block fashioned from my DNA prevented orgasm, unless in contact with my sperm. Too bad Pammy is. ”“Oh really? Like what?”“I think that’s a story for another day. I need to get cleaned up and get to work. Can I use your shower?”While she showered I made her a quick bite to eat and another coffee to go. We kissed at the door like a traditional couple and something about it felt so good. My attention however soon shifted to Paige.“Paige? Hey it’s Emily. From the coffee house?”“Oh hey Emily! What’s up?”“Not much. Just thought I would call to see if you wanted to hang out today.”“Sorry but I‘m. She was talking with a circle of ladies, presumably about the supply list, I snuck up, grabbed her by the waist dipped her back like a ball room dancer and kissed her long and hard, she looked deep into my eyes and smiled as I set her back down. “Do you want to go outside to scan some supplies with me today?” “Mary I would like nothing more,” I looked at the list on the screen of the scanner she was holding, “Could you put music, a boat and magazines on the list?” “Sure.” She started making a.