It soon became obvious that Heather's life had now become totally centered around Alan. Rumors had it that she had promised him that she would fuck hi... whenever and wherever he'd let her in return for his promise to choose her as one of his concubine's whenever it was his turn to finally be extracted. The rest of the time, when she couldn't fuck him, she seemed to be spending on trying to make sure that Alan didn't get any sex from any the other girls who still wanted to hang around him to try. Now I'm putting on my Mom hat; you and Steven have an extra-curricular assignment. Get on the Internet. Research rape victims and date-rape drugs. Give me at least a two-page essay on the effects of rape on the victims and how they are best handled."Lucia, get some liquid and a bit of light food like crackers in your stomach, that will settle it down."I tried not to grin, but the corners of my mouth twitched. "Steven, it will probably help if you massage her gently. Vomiting that hard tends to. ”“She’s a blond?”“No. She’s a brunette,” he said.“Green eyes?”“No. They’re brown.”“Is she tall?”“Not really.”JJ stared at her father. Her mother was blond, green-eyed, and tall. The woman didn’t sound like her mother at all. She asked, “Has she got any distinguishing characteristics?”“She’s got a few scars and she lost her left hand,” Professor Jackson answered.Sid and Mike chuckled thinking he was joking.Professor Jackson said, “She was in an accident ten years ago. Apparently, Cassandra. She was the one on duty and took her job seriously.The fireworks were fun and the sounds of the other boats around us, the parties and the good cheer just added to the experience. None of us got drunk but we were feeling no pain as we crashed for the night, locking everything up tight since the perimeter sensors could only dial it down to five yards and the other boaters were almost certain to stumble in that close as they left. Still, we set it and went to bed, hoping for few wakeup.
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