I don’t have a visit scheduled there. I need to find and talk to someone.” Rifkeh explained.“I can help with that,” said Zola. “SSCS keeps a... active database of contacts in college admissions offices around the country. And we’ve helped a lot of people get into NYU.”“SSCS?” Rifkeh asked.Zola explained about Stone-Stryker Concierge Service, how they were providing staff for Nick, and the broad array of services they could provide. She finished by saying. “While Nick’s out of town, I’ve been. “I do, so I thought I’d make light of it.” I took a deep breath so that he could see my chest expand. I don’t really need a bra, but I wore one that day, though I wished I hadn’t. “Where are you headed?” I nodded toward his book. “Duke University,” he said as his eyes locked onto mine. “Impressive. What major?” “Pre-Med,” he mumbled. “You don’t want to know about my studies, what’s up?” “I want you to fuck my mouth.” I licked my lips and waited. His expression of shock lasted only a moment.. "Me too!"Exactly at four o'clock, he knew someone, somewhere was no doubt saying, "Let the games begin," and so... they did.Just as they had hoped, most everyone had started heading inside to dress for dinner now that the afternoon sun was beginning to fade away. There were only a handful of couples still sitting around the pool, a few kids though they seemed to be content playing in the children's pool which was off to one side. And one other couple who neither of them recognized who were. Dammit, those terrorists are becoming a real problem. They just blew up a building in our city, and, for the life of me, I can't figure out why. The only explanation I can come to is that they wanted to kill some people, but were afraid to do it where they might get caught. I think they figured that we were far enough out in the boondocks that they could get away with it here. I hope that the bastards are caught pretty damned soon!However, the situation has gotten personal. Susan was taking.