9; You’ll be greatly missed.

Athlea was unsure at the same time bewildered if she should go over to him or not. Xander’s sudden change of attitude was fearful. She stared at him undress her with his eyes. His eyes fell back on hers, then said again,

“Come to me… come on.” He stretched his hand, then plastered a smirk on his lips.

As if that was the motivation Athlea needed, she walked slowly over to him. He grabbed her waist, then traced her waistline with his finger. His hands found their way to her ass, then gripped it tightly.

“You will do just fine.” Xander said, before loosening his grip. He looked at her swollen eyes, then placed his hands on her cheeks. It was like he was trying to tell her something with his eyes. He took a deep breath, then dropped his hands.

“Come with me.”

Xander began to walk down the corridor, over to the front porch. Athlea walked behind him, wondering in her heart what she was going to expect. Her body craved to see what was doing in, but at the same time was afraid to. What