There were a few other kids there as well, none of whom he knew. They regarded him with the typical silent teenage disapproval and distrust given to s...rangers from outside their known world.The day had arrived for him to start classes at his new middle school.He'd spent the prior weekend going through a pile of school textbooks. Using Bobby's new class schedule, his mom had arranged for the office at the school to collect the books from all his teachers. Then Sammy had brought them home to him,. Larry Parsons. He’s dead,” Cameron showed me a list of contacts.All of them had the last names of Parsons, De Groot, Acolyte, Sanders, Brown, or Derby. Clearly, someone had a sense of humor. Sanders, as in Colonel Sanders, right? Derby, as in Kentucky Derby. I could grasp that much. But Brown ... why Brown? For whatever reason, there were far fewer names than people. De Groot ... De Groot, what was that, Dutch? Acolyte made sense, as did Parsons, particularly with the religious context.Some of. It seemed like it took forever to respond. “Oh, I see…well just what did you have in mind, Lexi?” I answered, in as disinterested a tone as I could muster, and concentrated on steadying my voice.“Well, I’m not too sure yet, but one thing I want you to promise is not to tell anyone else, especially your nieces!” she insisted. “I don’t want them to get mad at me for telling you about what they said and all…”“That’s fine with me, Lexi, it will be our little secret,” I assured her, and she smiled. And as I start to walk toward you once again, you tell me to stop and that you aren’t finished being entertained yet. You once again raise your breasts above the bubbles and say that if I want to play with them, I have to earn it by doing everything you tell me. I can tell by the tone of your voice that you are in a playful mood and that I’m not the only one becoming increasingly turned on by this little ‘game, so I decide to go along with whatever you want. You tell me to turn around slowly. I.