Aran wanted to apologise, but didn’t even know where to begin. Some memories of how to handle the Ash’goth and their sense of ceremony would not g... amiss, Aros, he thought with a tinge of irritation. The last thing he wanted was to offend them, but Sorla... “Ah,” Masha said knowingly. “Your fears are unfounded, I believe. I do not remember the name, but if she is true Ash’goth, she will accept - perhaps even encourage - this union of chief and clan.”“Truly?” Aran asked.Heads nodded all around. Who are you going to believe?? The difference between me and Rich was he put the other kids in the year on a pedestal – he would give anything to be seen as an equal with them and was constantly trying to. I, however, hated everyone.Just then Freddie and his buddies walked over to me, all of them big, muscular and grinning. Freddie was the head boy of our year, which simply means he won the popularity contest.?Hey there fag, how could you let a fucking first year beat you up?? asked Fred,. One look at my boss's face told me my career had just ended. I waited until everyone had left the room before I walked out, dejected, then just went through the motions for the rest of the day.When the clock indicated the end of my day, I started packing, ready to leave for the last time. After the confrontation with my boss, I needed comfort food. Walking out of the building, I went to my usual restaurant. It was a small place, but it had the best desserts in the whole world. I piled the table. The clothes changed. She'd come downstairs in nothing more than her white thong and oversized T-Shirt when her mother was at work. Or the times she would come downstairs with only a towel wrapped around her head and another just covering only her pert little breasts and top of her milky white thighs, again. When her mother was at work.I'd never looked at Laura that way before. I'd never noticed it to be honest. I mean her mother is stunning, brunette. Brown eyes. Tight arse and a pussy I never.