Her daughter, Sidra, is being home-schooled by us, and should be able to reach university entrance standard shortly. Another home-schooler is Elizabet..., an orphan, a year younger than Sidra. We adopted her from a grandmother that didn’t care for her, and a school that left her suicidal. She is doing well now, but has teaching as her target career.”“Fascinating tale. Keep it quiet, though, or the press will have a field day with you.”“They have already tried. It is costing them a fortune in. Jon was a small skinny Korean k**, who was very much influenced by Barry, the all American boy, tall, blonde athletic. Back to our story, the three of us started talking girls, and fucking, and moved onto ‘would you if you were d***k’ Barry started talking about trannies, and how he’d let one suck his dick, a mouth is a mouth kind of thing, Jon would just smile, and shake his head no, I felt like Barry was trying to tell me something, and the liquor was in control anyway, I finally got the. He’s more Sammy Davis Jr. than Mike Tyson. Slight, wiry, an engaging grin and a fun guy, but neither of us thought about him that way till that one night after he ended up coming home with us after a night in the bar. As usual we just got a little drunker sipping brandies in the living room as we listened to music, before Carl crashed out on the couch and Brad and I headed for bed. That night, however, I awoke in the middle of the night, bursting for a pee and when I made my way to the bathroom. A summer student from Israel, she was juggling studying for her master's degree with her national service. An army captain, she insisted on being treated as one of the lads and was one of the few women students who had joined us on one of our drinking trips into town after the local bars had closed. The trip had been Hannah's idea. She was only in Germany for eight weeks and wanted to see more of it before going home. When I mentioned Tim's visit, she suggested we hire a car and drive down.