With no dwarves to fix them, their enchantments started breaking down, and with each passing month, there were fewer and fewer golems cleaning. No one...on the ship knew, because no one was hearing the reports of the golems sent back to check on progress once per year. No one thought to wonder why the clean-up was taking so long.Time passed, and a new generation of dwarves was born on the ship. These young dwarves hadn't ever lived in the city, and they didn't care about the stories their parents. Doris' priorities were different from his. He could barely wait to prove himself.In truth, James knew that collecting and grading homework from four sections each day was impossible. His plan had never been more than to collect it on a random basis. He failed to mention that to Doris. He wondered if he had been unfair to leave that out of the argument. He decided not. He would have said so if she had asked. He would have said so if he she approached him in a different way. So be it.James was. Then she took my by the hand and started leading methrough the house. As Nikki was showing me the house she told thatMistress Michele was into just about everything but that another story.After Nikki had showed me the house we ended up on the third floor. Sheled me into a room that had two twin beds, two vanity tables, twodressers and two wardrobe cabinets. Nikki said this is my side of theroom I could see her vanity table had a lot of make-up perfume andjewels. Then Nikki opened her wardrobe. “ Are we done here,” she asks? She is staring at me, waiting for a comment from me. She stood to go to the coffee maker, and get more coffee, I stand and follow her. I walk up behind her, placing my hands on her hips. She stiffens, I pull her tight against me, pulling her ass against my hard cock. I grind my cock against her ass, humping my cock up and down her crack through her tight jeans. “ I don’t think this is a good idea,” she states, pulling away from me. Turning to face me, I pin her.