“Yes, otherwise Kirim there would have to wait a year for re-growth or be fitted for a prosthetic and, either way, lose her job.”“I don’t beli...ve you,” Kirim stated looking utterly aghast.“It’s true enough,” came Herrick’s voice from the doorway causing us all to start in shock.“Monitor Herrick...” I began.“Sit down and shut up, David.”I sat as I recognised the official Herrick and he was not my friend in any way, shape or form at the moment.“Investigator Minat and Guardian Kirim, you have. At the bedroom door he stopped to listen, the sounds much clearer now. Through the crack in the bedroom door he could see Clare sprawled on the bed, her face flushed and her nipples erect.As he pushed the door open his breath caught in his throat. Clare was arching her back, her legs spread wide. Between her legs was a mass of jet black hair. He recognised that hair - it was Sally, Clare’s best friend who Ned had always had a secret desire to fuck!He angled himself so that he could see Sally’s. She begged, again and again, to be released from this torment. Her passionate pleading went unanswered as I gently slapped the crop against every inch of her sweat covered body. When she began trembling, I mounted my nimble pony hard and pulled back on her flowing mane as she bucked wildly against me. Instantly aroused even more than before, she pushed back hard against me and impaled herself on me. The crop landed on her firm heart-shaped ass and my nimble pony’s overzealous bucking was. " I strode towards where she is standing rooted to the spot, unsure of how to respond. I took her face in my hands and lowered my head to meet hers, my lips slightly parted, resting against hers. " No my dear," I groaned into her mouth and I kissed her, slowly and sensually, " It isn't." I gave her a wink, opened the door and walked out, closing it behind me. Her heart is pounding, relieved that I was gone and that all she had to worry about now is trying to forget it ever happened. She hurried.