It was the last weekend of the Easter break before going back to University for his final term.“Don’t tell me you’re not interested in girls,”...Susan laughed, “l’m sure you get to take your pick back at College.”“I don’t bother with them,” he replied, “one shag and they own you, l can’t do with the high maintenance.”“Excuse me…language,” Susan admonished him.“Shag isn’t swearing Mum,” he laughed, “anyway there’s far worse than that on tv every evening.”“Yes well.” Susan replied, “but surely you. Sissy called Jezebel Part XLIII - We return to fair Templeton Academy:where young womyn become dominatrixes and sissies are crushed intosubmission, where the big rivalry football game against Sackler is aboutto start. Jezzie has a lot to do. I slapped her lightly and held her breasts tight in my grip, I squeezed them hard and placed my lips on her nipples, my lips suckled on her brown nipples and my tounge complimented the skin around. I sucked on both of her nipples one by one, my hands had by now gotten her boobs sore. I slowly started going down to her belly, I licked on the belly button and could feel her shiver. Her panty was by now drenched, I smelt it and stood up. I asked her to lie down like that and I quickly went and. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was safe. She was in her own home, in her own bed, with her own husband.“It happened again, didn’t it?” Courtney asked, ashamed. She buried her head against Dylan’s shoulder.“Yeah.” He sighed. “It’s okay. We’ll get through it.” Dylan ran his hand over Courtney’s hair, smoothing it as he hugged her.“I know.” Courtney said, her voice muffled by Dylan’s shoulder. “I just want the flashbacks to stop.” She pulled back and looked at Dylan, her green eyes.