He finally fell. "You know you cant win scum. You will fail." I grabbed his head and butted mine to his crushin it. When we were done I called khan ov...r. "Khan lookie here boy boy!" he ran over and gasped. "Inhibitors?" "Maybe." "These guys were surgically beefed and built to kill." "Well report this to the superiors. Now then storm troopers. Move out and fuck off!" we high fived and laughed. When we emerged it was about 4 or so in the morning."Hey harp, sorry about the gut shot earlier." "Its. "Sounds good to me, then," Diane said."Great. Could you at least tell me if you've told him yet?"Diane very nearly corrected Heather's pronoun use. "Um, no, not yet, but ... but I'm going to be mentioning it really soon." Good. It's better to get that sort of thing out in the open, you know. Hopefully you won't be disappointed."Diane sighed. "I really hope so, too, Heather."After trying several times to concentrate on the last lesson of the day and failing, Cassie gave up.She looked down at her. As you wait for him to strip, you’ll make sure he sees you making no attempt to hide yourself from any of the neighbor’s prying eyes. I want him to see the hot little exhibitionist slut you’ve been hiding inside.”When they returned, I told the boy, “Your wife is exceptionally hot and beautiful tonight. Thank you for preparing and delivering her. We’re going to start on the couch while you get the room ready for some serious fucking. I want you to drag the mattress from my bed out here and place. After I finished a lengthy and ungodly awkward monologue trying to explain my thoughts as clearly as possible, she then surprised me with another question. "So, have you made love to me?" I felt my face redden, not from any shame of my upcoming answer, but from the fact that my answer could easily be misinterpreted. "Well," I stalled with, my head wavering back and forth as I tried to figure out the best way to phrase the answer. "Not quite what I would call making love, but yes, I have in the.