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The evening dinner, like all meals in the commune, was served buffet-style. The evening offering was beef Wellington. The sisters in the kitchen displayed some serious cooking skills. Wrapped in homemade puff pastry and an aroma of pure delight, the filet of beef tenderloin, assembled with liver pate, mushrooms, and onions indeed was fine dining worthy of a five-star eatery. I worked my way through the serving line and took a seat at the far end of the community table. I sat down in a social twilight zone; halfway between sitting close enough to be “next” to someone, yet far enough away to be “by myself.” The last twenty-four hours had buried me under an avalanche of new experiences, people, sights, and sounds as I tried to adjust to my new environment. My senses were on edge from operating at a level of hyper-alerted awareness. I was suffering from information overload, which felt like a major case of jet lag in my situation. I took long, slow, cleansing breaths, and forced myself to relax as I centered myself on the here and now. I moved my mind to a Big Tits place where there was neither a past nor a future, only the moment of now was real. I could sense the tension draining away from my body like an outgoing tide with each breath I took. I had dabbled in Zen, self-hypnosis, and meditation when I was much younger. I closed my eyes and recited my personal mantra to help me relax and center in the moment. Seek not the storm's fury Nor it's jagged light. Search instead for the quiet center, and from there, stand against the night. A voice asked, "Is this seat taken?" on the Office third or fourth recitation. I opened my eyes as Sheila wedged her nude body into space next to me. "Please sit down," I said after the fact. "What are you doing?" Sheila wanted to know. "I was meditating and trying to settle down and reduce tension. Your black skirt has ridden up to nearly your waist during your struggle. The three were well-dressed, and not in the common linen and cotton she’d seen on the men in the dining hall. “Uh-huh,” the girl said as my hands reached her lower back. Her cheeks are flushed red and she has a look on her face like she is enjoying what I’m doing. Is something wrong? When I climbed into bed you kissed me and then pulled the covers off and reached over and shut off the light. We stood up and proceeded to the TV room where her husband, Big Tits John, put on the basketball game and began to watch it. Once inside Sean got busy getting a fire lit in the fireplace and Sarah asked if he’d like a beer. I ain't scared of them. I shoved Kathleen into a corner as I threw myself at Vestus. Someone set those ratmen on you." “There’s a solvent, and I’ll get some of that too. Did you bring that new lube?" One of the men behind me held his hand forward. “That's so wicked of you, Aingeal.” Gesturing me to stand up at the end of his bed, he began putting the condom on, eyes still fixated on the TV. Andrea was bathing my face with a cold washcloth and Mary and mother were disagreeing about how important it was to bring my temperature down. Onai stated with a slight smirk on her face. Chapter 24 Harriet stiffened and grunted slightly as the pulse hit its maximum and then began the downward side of the cycle. Inside the cloak it smells of smoke. He let himself rest between Ian’s mounds. Her finger came back to rest on my tightly clenched little orifice, pressing ever so gently as the tight, muscular ring shuddered in response. Hermione obeys, adjusting her placement on the desk and wrapping her legs around the sides of the desk, exposing her pussy clearly to her teacher. I swallowed, shaking. It was after midnight by the time we pulled into the garage. "Betty Thomas, member of a trouble shooting group called the Pibald group for Office the US Government. “Should I continue?” I questioned. Both admitted that they’d got aroused by the experience. I said jokingly. They chanted my name as I stood atop the corpse of their former chieftain, his blood soaking the sand, forgotten. But there was a door slam and that was it. Escape was the only thing currently on his mind, despite the grave warning. After realizing within a few seconds that I was actually pretty alright with what was taking place, I made the decision to continue faking sleep to see what Shae and Lizzie's full plans were. With me, it was fairly obvious with a boner so I usually led the way. Watch this.” she smirks and bounces faster, causing Kyle to scream out.