"You're not a slut, Alexis. You and I know that. You just did something, not only for yourself but for me too. Remember, I wanted you to do this. And ...ou did. And you've made me...ya know, happy."I forced a smile, trying to look like I believe the words that were coming out of my mouth."I just don't understand why I find this so...tempting. I mean, I remember how much I hated the idea when you first brought it up. But now, I feel like I understand why it's so desirable. I shouldn't be thinking. Afternoon Kevin, and this is?" said Laura."Linda," said Linda. "I'm Kevin's girlfriend, and friend in general." Nice to meet you," said Laura."I'm almost finished," said Paula."No need to hurry. Sit with your friends for a bit longer if you wish,"said Laura. "Still got some shopping to do." Hey Paula, you don't half look like your mom," said Linda. "The hair,the eyes and everything." I know. But she has longer hair than me," said Paula."So what. You should be proud," said Linda.Paula just. Will’s eyelids flutter closed, his expression tense and expectant, his breathing shallow. With great care, Hannibal presses his mouth to the cut, his tongue lapping tenderly at the wound. Unexpectedly, Will’s lips part on a sigh; he feels…...connected to Hannibal in this moment. Encouraged, Hannibal softly closes his lips over Will’s neck, drawing the flesh into his mouth, sucking lightly. Will releases a choked sob, overcome by the primal need Hannibal awakens in him; he is surprised to feel. "Michael obeyed her orders, she knelt over him once more resting her silky red panty covered treasure, over his semi-erect cock. Before reaching for the bottle of oil again, she took her nightgown off, leaving her in just a matching silky red panty and bra set. Michael smiled and said, "You're bad, you know that?"Chelsea smiled at him and asked, "Am I?" with a smirking grin. She continued to drizzle the oil on his chest. Chelsea rubbed the oil into his chest and arms. Her hands trailed down his.