It was rumored, at her old school across town, that even those could be worked around, though exactly how no one seemed to know.Her first class was hi...tory and it was basically a repeat of what she had had at her old school a year ago. She tried to pay attention, she really did, however she had already learned this stuff last year and the material had been boring then. She fell asleep in class, and was rewarded with a detention.Her day went well from then on until lunchtime. She, not really. We started dancing slowly looking at each other. After a while we changed positions, she wrapped her hands around my neck, while I held her around her waist, just coming closer to each other. I could feel her breasts heaving close to my chest. I could feel the heat of her body next to mine. I pulled her against me closer and put my arms around her, hugging her closely, to which she didn’t object. Holding her closer I told her that I have one confession to make, I always found her one of the. Make sure she dies as a hero. I may be able to make use of that later on."Lucas nodded.***"You seem troubled, Dennis," I observed while shoving some salad into my mouth. The director had barely touched his plate or said much. That in itself was unusual. "I'm sorry, Linda. I was talking to Crius before we met. He mentioned my wife and...it doesn't matter." If it bothers you than it does matter," I replied. "Look, if you want to talk about it..." No," he shook his head. "No, we should be talking. ”“That bad, huh?” Megan said un-phased by our unexpected lockdown.“Looks like,” I exclaimed as I recalibrated the settings of the hot tub to reduce the noise from the jets.For the next half an hour Megan and I had our first ever, proper conversation. Genuine, open, honest... real.Things weren't looking good for her and my Dad. But perhaps that wasn't a bad thing. She didn't need his money, and having gotten to know her a little better, could definitely do better than my absentee father.“Life is.