"Ma'am I just wanted to ask you if I should bring anything specific to detention tomorrow afternoon?" She gave me a rather puzzled look and replied, "...atthew it is a 2hour detention, bring whatever you want to, to pass the time, preferably homework, but yea thats your perogative." It was not the reaction I was looking for. I said goodbye and quickly left the room, thinking that I had created some kind of fantasy that was nothing but a dream. I woke up on friday morning, stretched my arms and. Wurtz seemed to be suppressing a smile as he cleared his throat. "Mr. Brandt, I asked you about reports your uncle, Andrew Carlson, has been seen recently in Las Vegas."Paul looked at Wurtz, then Grant, then back at Wurtz. "Listen, as far as I know, my uncle died last year, you can ask my mother. We arranged his funeral, we had his body cremated, my mom has his ashes. We're a long way from Vegas, maybe you should be asking about him there." We are," Grant said."All right, it looks like you. Dev got a raging hardon seeing his mother’s boobs jumping up and down, her flaring hips and her bouncing ass made him horny as hellShe finished the treadmill and got down.“Have you finished yours?” Priya asked.“Not yet! Let’s do another exercise maa! It is called deep tissue massage!”He removed his clothes and cupped his mother from behind.“You sexy sweaty woman, you are driving me crazy!”He slid off her panties and began to rub his fingers across her love hole.“Don’t you want your morning. Others were small c***dren, left out to die when starvation and plague stalked the land, terrified of their new home. And far too often than she cared for, the sacrifice would be an unwilling one, a terrified young woman, bound and bleeding. Or dead.She did the best she could for all of them, but not many survived for long here in the World Below. The c***dren, torn away from all they knew, soon pined and died. The men, too often, went mad with hate, seeking to kill her or to take their.