Once she is solidly on her feet, she spins around to once again come face to face with the blonde woman.“It is good to see that the bonding process ...idn’t kill you,” she says with a mouthful of malice.“I’m guessing that you wish it didn’t,” Janice says, trying hard to match the woman’s discontent.The woman laughs, throwing her head back. “Oh no, I am very glad you did,” she says after a moment. “But now I have to make sure you learn your place amongst us.”“Who are you?” Janice asks with a. Sandy finally broke their kiss and rolled off Lisa with her back to the door. James was practically drooling at the sight of Sandy’s firm round ass.“Oooohhh, where are you going,” Lisa whined disappointedly.“Roll over,” Sandy ordered pushing herself up into a sitting position.“But I wanted to take care of you first.”“You can do that later, right now it’s time to fuck.”Lisa reluctantly rolled over onto her stomach then rose up on her hands and knees. At the same time, Sandy moved behind her. As it happened, I would be with two of them, the group deciding the pairs that would share my bed. I never minded their decision, save for regretting that six others were excluded each night.The day of the blood moon we were on high alert, listening for movement of any kind, in the surrounding forest. This particular area had very dense woods and would make it easy for our enemy to sneak up on regular travelers. I made sure to stretch my awareness to its limits, despite the others patrolling in. The other night (while we had the house to ourselves) she approached my about her panties. " What are you doing with my panties?" she said. I played dumb for a bit, then figured I would confess, although I know she is aware that I sniff them...I reminded her of the night a few years ago when I confessed that I had a fetish for her panties. She said she vaguely remembered, but wanted to know more. I told her I was not cheating on her and that I just really enjoyed sniffing her panties,.