But, it didn’t matter to me - I had no trouble finding sluts to fuck. All told, since I learned about her previous life, I’ve gotten close to my g...al of 30 cunts, 28 to be exact. But, like my wife previously, I’d have to guess I’d been in these cunts, asses, and throats, hundreds of times, meeting and fucking most of these women multiple times. Again, I was having fun.And, amazingly, Jess hasn’t worked any weekends since that weekend she was caught. Funny how that works.The next day, Saturday,. I told him to stand up to Majandra, and tell the truth about what she did to him. The dean listened as he spoke. In situations like these, bad women usually got the upper hand because the authorities were loath to move against them. Which is why I stacked the deck in Johnson’s favor by accusing his girlfriend of threatening me with bodily harm. That got the dean’s attention. The campus police were brought into the matter, and decided to issue an order to Majandra to avoid both me and Johnson. I. He had attacked my village, looking for my father, and gave me this scar to bring him out of hiding. My father killed him later... but I've had it ever since."Twilight gazes at the scar with sympathy. "That is similar to the scar my heart has. It is not visible, but it is there." She takes his hand and holds it to her breast. "I hate it when someone attack another. No matter if the attacker is good or evil, it's still wrong."Tobias wraps his other arm around her, caressing her back, and wiping. Sam thought if Fiona hadouted them, it had happened. He cared, but he loved Michelle more. Hewould weather whatever came. He just hoped she had the strength to dothe same. He knew he need to reassure her.It was Saturday in early October, and the weather was going to be good.Sam decided he would try and spend the day with her.Michelle was looking at him with sleepy eyes, still stretching from hergood nights sleep when she remembered what had happened yesterday."Do you think she's done it." Yes.