This was actually the most we had spoken in her few weeks at the company.Then I noticed that her nipples were poking through her black knit top. She w...s turned on!I mentally kicked myself. Fuck, not again! I hadn’t showered that morning. I still had Demie’s orgasmic juices on my cock, and Kestrel had smelled them when she got close. That scent turned women into wanton fuckbunnies, and this cute university student was no exception.I couldn’t let this happen again, not after what happened with. Tonight was no different, until I turned off my light and crashed into bed. I couldn't get the image of Chantelle out of my head, when, a few minutes earlier, she'd asked me to come into her room and see which outfit was better for school tomorrow. I'd waited while she changed and, for the first time in a few years, I'd actually seen her tits - her real, proper, womanly tits that bounced every so softly from her perfect figure. As my mind wandered I imagined my erect cock between them,. Miriam had her own thoughts to meditate on.That took them to being busy fixing another wood fire grilled dinner, this time all vegetarian. Miriam got into her “wine cellar” and opened a box of rose. It was chilled and their glasses were refilled often. Robes were donned as the evening cooled but this night the stars were visible and the nearly full moon rose after they had enjoyed the twinkling show from space.As the celestial orb cast its gentle light into the clearing, Miriam got up from the. He had a very empty feeling that wouldn't go away.He spent Friday evening with Wade Boudreau, drowning his sorrows in beer. He slept it off at Wade's apartment while Wade screwed some young thing he had picked up at The Grumpy Dog. Gus paid for his sins the next morning, went home to his apartment and alternately slept and watched TV. His mother noticed, of course. She noticed the hung over look and the absence of Tatya. She said nothing, however.Having sworn never again to get drunk, he.