We obtained this man as a matter of the purest luck,’ he said, indicating the fellow carrying one of the trays of plates. ‘At our last port of cal... our cook went ashore for provisions and never returned. Whether that was the result of rum or foul play I cannot say. But further evidence of the fact that the good Lord favors the French came in the form of this man, who presented himself at the dock and inquired as to whether we might have a berth for an honest cook. Since we were to sail within. She didn't want to meet any guys, at least not the sort of guys who were gonna be at Deke's place. I didn't know exactly what my boyfriend was planning, but I could guess. He'd want to seduce my friends, most likely, get them interested and in love, who knows? And then work on them to be his girls, his little underage prostitutes. Heather might actually do it, I thought. At least she seemed to have that sort of attitude, like she was just dying to have sex. Not that she wanted to be a whore,. Then she dove into the water. I rose, looking around, and shivered. I was close to the Lands of Transition. The current had swept me far down the river while I writhed in her embrace.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kimberly “Kimmie” MillerI followed the Year's Divide river, feeling like a million bucks. I took down my teacher, Ms. Marcie. I kicked her ass. She thought she had me, but I showed her. I shivered in delight, remembering the pleasure of pumping my cum into her asshole.And then watching. "I have a test next week." That's next week. You got all weekend to study. Fridays are for partying, dude!"It's not like I've never gone downtown and had a few beers Friday or Saturday night. I'd even tried to ask a girl to dance once in a while, but their put downs were always so humiliating; "I have to go home and wash my dog," or "I'm desperate, but not that desperate." And it's not like I'm ugly or disabled or anything; I'm just a social klutz."I don't know, Gary. If I get done with these.