The teacher. Ksenia Albertovna Nikitina

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      «She's looking for a job,» Isaac finished, smiling and disappearing through the door.

      Well, it was obvious that Thomas sometimes fucked young girls who then got a job with him and worked safely for several years, got married and had children. He became something of a friend or mentor to them.

      «What's your name?» The Jew asked, looking at her short blond hair, grey eyes, and full lips.

      «Claire,» she said softly, lowering her eyes.

      «How old are you?»

      «Twenty-one years old,» Claire assured him, walking over to the table.

      A well-crafted script of a few sentences, and here she was, lying on the leather couch after her shift, naked, waiting for Tomas to take a SIP of alcohol. Wiry female body, skinny thighs and protruding breasts. Thomas yanked her up by her legs, pulled her closer to him, and knelt on the edge of the couch, slowly exposing her groin.

      «Have you ever been to Germany?» He asked, defusing the situation with his favourite question, hearing only a whisper of «no» in his ear.

      «Would you like to?» he asked, drawing the woman's attention away from the sensation with a short jerk.

      After the first movement, he heard a scream, completely forgetting the patience and humility that Lily had told him about. Thomas forgot about rules and regulations, about honesty and loyalty, about love.Shulman didn't compare her to Lily, or even allow himself to think about it. It's just a release, just sex and a surge of emotions that needed to be put somewhere. Claire hadn't been his first in four months, and Lily didn't need to know. This will remain his little secret. Until then, until it becomes obvious. Yes, Tom was behaving like an animal, a hungry animal, tearing the unfortunate victim to pieces. How did he differ from the Turks now? All because after that, he was grateful for the trust.

      The fact is that the girl was waiting for a job tomorrow and, consequently, the opportunity to earn money and live a normal life. Thomas pulled on his underwear, picked it up from the floor, and handed her a clean towel.

      «You can go to work tomorrow. Isaac will give you equipment, a change of clothes, and an apron, « he said, watching the girl wipe his liquid from her thickly overgrown pubis in disgust.

      «So if you have any questions or suggestions, you can feel free to contact me, right?»

      Thomas tucked his shirt into his trousers and belted it.

      «All right, Mr. Shulman,» Claire finished dutifully, throwing on her dress and searching for her panties on the couch while Tom rummaged in the closet.

      «Under the table, baby,» he muttered, throwing his jacket over his shoulders.

      Young, naive, stupid, and most often from poor families. So he gave her work, food, and shelter. A tenth of the women who work for Shulman became women with him and continue to work to this day, as if nothing had happened. This is a true Jewish benefit.

      Part XII

      October

      Lily lay on Thomas's chest, her slender fingers curled under his shirt.

      «If you tease me again and lock yourself in the bathroom, I swear I'll break down the door, but I'll get you!»

      Lily laughed, giving him a sly look that made the Jew melt like ice cream in the sun. The man grabbed her wrist, pressing his hand to her throbbing groin. The girl laughed again, tugging at the fabric, which only made Tom sigh loudly and return The same vulgar smile. The man reached for her lips, kissing them, his short beard tickling her soft skin.

      «It's been three months. The time has come… « the Jew assured her, lowering her onto her back and holding her close, kissing her protruding Breasts through her dress.

      Lily moaned, spontaneously, emotionally, spreading her legs, where his hand immediately descended.

      «Thomas, stop!» I can't,» she said, trying to sit up in bed.

      «But why?» His plump lips brushed the fabric, leaving a wet smudge that shone through the white fabric.

      «Because!» Lily muttered, covering her breasts with her hands and not allowing Shulman to undo the buttons.

      «That's not an answer, So we don't have a good reason? Take off your clothes!» The Jew reached for his belt.

      «I won't!» Lily snapped, kicking on the bed under the man's pressure.

      «Hmmm,» Thomas drawled, his face contorted and his brow furrowed the Jew shrugged, stretching out each vowel: «I'll undress you myself!»

      His strong hands immediately reached for the thin panties under her dress, pulling them down.

      «Thomas Shulman?!» she screamed, grabbing at the fabric that had just slipped from her thighs.

      «Lily Yung?!» Tom mimicked her.

      The girl was no longer laughing, so the man reluctantly removed his hands, noticing the displeased and offended grimace, until it was too late.

      «I'm going for a check-up tomorrow,» the girl said, putting this in front of the fact.

      «And what…?»