Finally he asked her what was the matter. Why was she acting so strange?"It's what I did last night?" What about it?" Do you think they can tell?" How...would they be able to tell? It's not like you're wearing as a sign that says 'I gave Kyle a blow job last night.'"She immediately blushed. "Well, it is a little embarrassing?" What's to be embarrassed about? It's not like you are the first girl to have ever done that for a guy." Yes, but I'm still embarrassed about what it involved." She was. She waited for Ben to shut off the lighting strips, the glow from the monitors that bled in from the cab providing just enough illumination to see by. Well, enough for him and Mizi, at least. Lozka was nocturnal, she could probably see just as well in these conditions as Ben could in daylight.He made his way over to them, lowering himself down between the two. Lozka rolled onto her side, nestling his head beneath her furry chin. Her warm breath blew his hair, his shoulder pressing into the. She gave a little sigh, and then stood up determinedly. She marched down the corridor and found the little tea room, where she switched on the kettle and gathered together what she would need to make herself a mug of coffee. She sang happily to herself as she waited, unaware that Marcus was standing just outside the room, listening with a little smile on his face. ‘She had not changed’, he thought to himself with satisfaction, the woman was still as soft and sentimental as before, she was still. "I have been teaching kids your age who are just about the most brilliant boys and girls I ever met. Of course, you're just as smart as most of them. What many of them lack, though, is your sensitivity, and your creativity. Some of them are not bright at all, but just problem children whom it seems I can't help much. I hope I can learn to work with them, they've led such hard, often cruel lives. Some conditions in the neighborhoods where these children live can be described only as real life.