This does not bode well, she thought. She turned to answer the door, prepared for almost anything. The worst was a visit from the gang that gave her t...e scar on her cheek and hand. There stood a man she didn’t want to see around her family despite the differences. They were incomplete but still related. She was half tempted to slam the door in his face. She hated being right. With ebony skin, a few inches on her height, and a large jogging suit, Malice of the Fang clan was here with intent to. Slim, and all gentle curves with pert firm breasts. She stood a little taller than me at around 5'9" or so and her ebony skin looked so soft and inviting. She had accentuated it with a bright ruby lipstick and her dark eyes glinted with mischeif. She held my gaze, mesmerised, as she moved closer to me and took hold of both my hands, holding them together in between us. she kissed me lightly on the cheek, a delicate friendly introduction and whispered "my name is Tsuli, and you my dear are very. "Good afternoon Dean Whitaker. I'm Laura." the girl said, as she extended her hand.The Dean shook Laura's hand and then gestured to the chair in front of his desk, offering her a seat. Laura sat herself down in the chair and the Dean began to ask her some questions."Okay, Laura. First things first. Have you given any thought to your major, yet?" Well," the brunette began, "I have given it some thought. Right now, my major is General Hardcore, but I'm also thinking about minoring in BDSM.". Her classmates were tired of her predictable Show and Tell. One can listen to comparisons of bone weights just so many times before one stops listening. One thing for sure ... they all knew gull bones were hollow.She continued her studies in a quieter manner for a few years. Sea Gulls are not the most popular birds around sea shores. Messy kleptomaniacs. Shit and steal ... shit and steal.Connie didn't care. The aerodynamics of sea gull flight was now her area of interest. Thermodynamics of.