I don’t want energy,” I finished talking in a depressing manner. Mom seemed to fully understand and handed me the water as I scooted up to rest my...back on the headboard. It felt weird in only a towel sitting on Ean’s bed with my barely covered hips half a foot from his sleeping face, while my mom pulled up his desk chair and sat beside me with the most motherly look in her eyes. We ate together silently the most amazing bologna sandwiches I had ever tasted. Finishing my meal, I was still so. She was dressed only in an african print wrapper and a T-shirt so was very exposed to this young man's ardor. What was worse was knowing that he wouldn't do such a thing in his normal; state. He treated her so respectfully like she was his family though she was only a friend to his elder sister. She suddenly pushed against his shoulders as she attempted her escape. Her hands slipped off his sweaty chest and she slid down his torso and ended with her crotch now nestling his massive hot. " Really IS your lucky day, Hunky, isn't it?" I giggle sexily. And he doesn't even know yet about the little private session we're going to have. Dishy Dean will be going home a very happy guy tonight."You said it, Amber," he chuckles.We go over to my desk and I tell Cynthia to get the sun cream from our little stash and give it to Dean."Er Amber baby, why's the Dumpster got that stuff all over her ugly mug?" asks Dean."It's part of her plan to win the Prettiest Girl," I smirk. "New look .... Westlock I mean you.’ Lochel repeated with sincerity. ‘There must be many more qualified people you could ask sir. I will do whatever you need of me of course Director, but are you sure that I am the best choice?’ I asked in a calmer tone but no less shocked. ‘You’re the perfect man for the job. You know the enemy that we face very well. You are resourceful and you can obviously get people to follow you, and most importantly I can trust you.’ Lochel said with a firm, yet pleasant tone. ‘You.