Remember, you need to enforce the rules until they’re changed.”I nodded, “I know.”“Then I’ll leave you two. I need to go talk to the other...RAs.”Teri and I stood and watched Dean Anderson leave.“What got into you?” Teri asked quietly.“You know Clarissa and I are as close as can be and that she spends most nights here.”“But she’s lesbian!” Teri protested.I chuckled, “And the reverse of what I told Dean Anderson is also true — being in bed doesn’t mean you have to have sex!”“According to YOU!”. Now." He hissed in her ear.Then he shoved his thumb right into her asshole, hard. Amy had never had anything put up her ass in her entire life, not even an enema, so this action was so shocking, so appalling, and so painful that she immediately started walking forward, and before she knew it, those black curtains were being shoved aside and she was being pushed out onto a wide stage.Bright lights shone in her eyes, making it virtually impossible to see beyond the edge of the stage, and for. "This is wonderful, but you don't have to, Holly." I want to. Enjoy. I'll pick up the plate when I leave."She went back to her work, and I was hardly one to argue. The scent was making my mouth water and my stomach growl even louder. It was more than a cut above what I'd been ordering in, and it made me wonder how she'd learned to cook so well when her relationship with her mother was so poor.Unfortunately, the pleasant respite was over when I cleaned the plate, and I had to return to the. Exactly the thing to make a middle-aged guy like me feel 20 again. I was now sitting in the establishment's parlor, having a chat with Mrs. House while sipping some of her excellent brandy."When are you going to give up this life and marry me?" I was asking her, not for the first time."When are you going to give up your letch for young honeys?" she replied.I was just about to respond, when the front door opened and this kid entered. 14, maybe 15. He was carrying an envelope."Are you Mrs..