That would change quickly, Samantha vowed. The air itself wasn't stale as much as it was sterile.They entered the Principal's office, the desk was com...lete and ready to go but the In and Out trays were empty and the nameplate was bare."OK, so the first thing I have to worry about is the school, I guess," Samantha deduced as she settled herself behind the large grey desk. She plunked her feet on top and leaned back in the swivel chair. "Do I need a secretary?" No, Sam, not yet. The AI can. "Yes I am the only one here. It's my thank god I am single house." We both smiled.She turned and bent over to get a box of cookies out of a big green canvas bag she had brought inside the door. I got a big grin when I saw she was not wearing any panties. She either forgot to wear them or some other explanation but I was not complaining. She had a very nice pussy. She had two small lips coming out of a perfectly shaven pussy. There was just a small trace of hair just above her labia. She kept. My brother is an inch shorter, with a slightly bigger build. It's our personalities that are vastly different though. While basically capable of doing the same things, some quite horrible in nature, it's the way we do them that differ. My brother is what you would call a hothead; short tempered, selfish, and quite frankly has a bit of a psychotic nature about him, whilst I would be what you would term as a sociopath, but in control of his homicidal tendencies. When I was 8 years old, our mum. She has a broken arm, a torn up foot, and a couple of broken ribs. They think she'll mend from those with no problem. She lost a kidney and part of her colon, and there's still worry about infection from the abdominal wound that did that to her. She's on a heavy dose of painkillers, and thus in an induced coma to help manage the pain.The woman looked sad, and touched his army. "One more thing. She lost her baby. It wasn't very far along. I don't know the details about that, but she's not.