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"I'm still too sensitive from earlier. Let's just concentrate on her tonight, and maybe another night you can have us both." She seals her words with a kiss and then starts to lick Tina's juices from my chin and cheeks, making me moan as this turns me on, which in turn makes Tina shudder in pleasure.

The sound of my voice still has a strong effect on Tina, and as my voice reaches her, she comes yet again. She leans back, supporting herself on her arms to either side of me, and gyrates her pelvis against mine. I moan again at how good this action feels and reach up to start fondling Tina's tits again.

With my face clean, Stephanie goes back to giving her attention to Tina. Since the blonde's tits are covered by my hands, she bends over our legs and starts licking Tina's pussy again.

Tina pulls off me unexpectedly, and Stephanie immediately swallows my rod, keeping it warm and cleaning the other woman's cum from it.

"I want you in my ass," she says, turning her head to tell me, and I smile back at her. She then remembers Stephanie, and I see her pout for only a second before asking, "I'd better let you have some first."

My cock comes out of Stephanie's mouth with a slight pop. "No, I want to see him fuck you in your small ass."

Tina smiles, looking like a kid who's just been given an entire candy store. She pulls the redheaded woman up for a kiss, murmuring, "Thank you," before shoving her tongue into the other woman's mouth.

Stephanie grips my throbbing member and starts rubbing it back and forth from Tina's pussy to her asshole, spreading the slick liquids. Without warning, Tina slams her hips down, timing it just right, and I slide into her tight colon. Thankfully, I still have enough of Stephanie's saliva left on me to lubricate the penetration.

Tina's sphincter feels wonderful as she slides it up and down my engorged manhood. Something feels a little different this time, however, and it takes me a moment to realize that I can feel Stephanie's fingers separated from my cock by only a thin bit of flesh. Tina starts to go wild as Stephanie fingers her. Her colon grips and massages me to my own orgasm, and I drop my third load of the day into Tina's ass.

Once more, Nancy's question flutters through my pleasure-fogged brain, and there is no arguing that, at this point, I truly am HAPPY with my life.

Until I recall that the demons will be here before too much longer….

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The sound of a text message wakes me, and groggily, I reach over to check it. Stephanie and Tina had kept me up most of the night, and then when Nancy had come in… okay, I can't help but smile at the memories of last night, but I'm exhausted. I had quite literally stumbled back through my door and fallen asleep before my head hit the pillow. I can't even remember the drive home. I'm thankful that Vage hadn't come to get me last night, or I'd be even more tired than I am now.

"Get your rest today," the text reads; it's from my sister. I wonder why she doesn't use the nanites to communicate telepathically.

Sitting up in bed, I only then realize that something isn't right. I'm still fully dressed, including my shoes, but my posters are gone and someone has rearranged my room. A groan sounds next to me, and in shock, I see Rose lying there.

Did I get with Rose last night? I wonder, but I can't see how I could have. I'm still fully dressed. Then, I recognize my surroundings.

I'm in Dennis's room.

I must have been so tired last night that I turned right when I should've turned left.

As quietly as I can, I try to sneak out, but to no avail.

"Hey, dude," Dennis murmurs just as my hand touches the doorknob. "Next time, sleep in your own damn bed. You were quite the buzzkill."

Embarrassed, I make it back to my own room and plan on going back to sleep. After thirty minutes of just lying there—fretting about what I'm going to do with the demons in a couple of weeks and tossing and turning—I finally get up and shower.

I debate skipping class today, but since I'm already awake, I figure I might as well go. Besides, it might help distract me.

"Nick!" a feminine voice hails me, her breath misting in the early morning chill. "Hey, have you been studying?"

The woman smiles at me, but I don't recognize her.

"Studying?" I ask in confusion. "It's only the second day of the semester. We can't have any tests already!"

She laughs, but I still have no idea who she is. Her hair is a mousy brown, reaching down to her shoulders, with matching brown eyes. She stands a little shorter than I am, and her skin seems a little too loose on her.

"No, for math club, silly!" she informs me, and suddenly I think I know who this is.

"Sarah?" I ask, just to be sure.

"Sorry," she says, her smile growing wider. "I forget how different I look after losing so much weight. I know most people put on weight over the holidays, but for some reason, I just kept shedding the pounds!"

I can see the old Sarah in her now. She could almost be cute if she fit her skin better. Then, I remember what I'd done for Mrs. Stilinski and subtly adjust Sarah's skin elasticity, hoping that will help her.

"Yeah, sorry," I say, happy for her. "You look great!" Then, remembering how Mrs. Stilinski had changed mentally, I add, "How have you been feeling?"

"Good," she says, her smile never leaving her thin face. "I have a lot more energy, and I've been surprised by all the attention the guys have been giving me." She laughs again, and I can't help smiling with her.

"Well, good luck," I tell her. "I'd better get to class." I think of Tony and Phillip and hope that everything I did for them turned out as well as it did for Sarah.

I'm almost to my class when another female voice stops me in my tracks. This one I recognize from hours of lectures last semester.

Professor Jane is standing in the doorway to her classroom as I turn to look at her. She's dressed pretty modestly for her, wearing a suit jacket and a skirt that actually goes all the way down to her ankles.

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