“Sorry, sweetie.” He patted my head, taking a second to tug on my curly hair. “You know how much I love kissing you, but you earned the gag. Als..., you’re getting a spanking for yelling about the tape later.” I glared at him grumpily, and he smirked before turning from me and turning the shower on. I thrashed and squeaked as blissfully hot water started pounding my clit and tickling my pussy, inside and out.“You used to get off like this when you were alone, did you not? You’re always. "Busy but good." He told her as she stepped in and set her stuff down on the table, casually walked over to the pool table and slid one leg up, and placed her splendid butt on the edge, her other leg stretched to the floor holding her body up."So you're finally adding the dragon to your kingdom hmmm?" he asked with a devilish grin. She grinned back at him just as slyly and nodded yes, her golden hair softly bouncing around her face as she did so. "What did you have in mind?" he asked her as he. Can I ask you a question?”“Always.”“If I can convince Lauren to come out to her parents, can she move in with me?”“Yes, of course. But are you sure that’s wise? They’re paying for school, and all.”“She received a grant that covers a good part of her tuition for her Junior and Senior years, and if she moved in here, I’d just increase what I’m paying you to cover for her. And I’d help her pay for her last two years of college.”“This is sounding serious,” I said.Katy nodded, “I love her. I’m sure. At the same time, I would never trade my life with Laramie, the love I experienced with Kat, my cousin’s passion and commitment, or the unbelievable young woman who consented to be my bride.You know, when I got home I found out more about her stalker on campus. That sweet woman had taken a flower to Caitlin’s grave for me. She’d done that because she knew how much it meant to me to remember that sixteen-year-old whore who died in 1890. It might have been my baby she was aborting. Well, Kyle’s..