Beth just chuckled. "I've been looking out for her, since long beforeyou were born. Who do you think kept an eye on her before you showedup?"I blushe... a little at that. "Well, I still appreciate it."A couple seconds later, a phone began ringing in Beth's pocket. Sheanswered it, barely saying two words before her expression turnedserious. The conversation only lasted half a minute, but by the timeshe hung up, she had a deep scowl."I'm afraid I have to go," Beth announced. . If a girl is determined to fight me to the end, there are methods developed by Native Americans which will take a malefactor to the edge of sanity. I won’t go into details about those methods unless we find you are determined to resist, Miss Brown.“I’m sure you are a rational girl and this brief discussion will have encouraged you to do your best during your time with us. I won’t bore you with unnecessary information. A girl who does her best can expect to be politely and kindly treated.. ‘Even with a three-year-long training program, I could never be as adept with all that information as you. You know I struggle just to maintain the bare minimum grades required to pass classes.’ ‘And I know that the struggle sometimes becomes physical as well,’ her best friend commented softly, in case others might be near the doorway. ‘The dataport will certainly help,’ she said in a normal tone and volume, ‘but just don’t expect it to be the answer to all your problems.’ Syva sat in a chair. The princess knew she’d have to call her guards. The princess whirled around from the direction of the assassin’s flight, and faced the boy, who had fallen to his knees, and was panting. He flashed her a grateful look. She nodded. He had saved her life, so he owed her nothing. Then he looked down at her body, and she glared at him, willing him to look away, while she covered her breasts with one hand and her nether region with another, while looking for her clothes. He pretended to look.