"We're here for a wedding celebration!" You're right? Drinks anyone?" I think tea or coffee," Alice said."What powers do you have?" Weena asked. She s...t next to Rachel."None." What do you do?" I'm a second-year at Sydney and I work at the Art Gallery." An art gallery?" No. The Art Gallery. The Art Gallery of New South Wales. I do independent study with the curator. She's had me work in several different departments. It's wonderful! I get to spend time three days a week among works of art!". ?I looked back to her face and saw her eyes quickly narrow at myintrusion- into MY apartment. ?What?re you doing?? she asked, setting the papersaside.? She looked angry as she shiftedon the bed frame, uncrossing her smooth, tanned legs. ?Me?? I sputtered in disbelief.? It looked as though she was moving me out ofmy apartment.? ?What are you doing inhere?? She was on her feet in a flash, her arm snaking out and thepalm of her hand slapping across my cheek.?I yelped in surprise and pain as I. Funny that she was the virgin, while the scary monster inside her, had a history of orgies with cultures that worshiped her, centuries ago.Wearing nothing but her plain white bra and underwear, and her cute socks, she reached out and slid his shirt off his shoulders. He almost didn’t realize she was touching him, as his eyes locked onto the sight of her body. Curvy legs, wide hips, massive breasts, and her thin-but-not-too-thin physique gave her such a soft looking body. Every part of him. Holding a beer he sat on the chair opposite us and our conversation trailed off, John said “Have you told Jordan what happened” “No” I said, he smiled and went in the kitchen for another beer. He approached me from behind the sofa as I’d just emptied the wine, his hands fondling my tits.I must admit as he felt me I was exited even though I knew it was wrong I’d had nothing since John fucked me months ago, he lifted my T shirt over my head and carried on feeling my tits, my nipples were getting.