The principal got off her. "Tell her," said the principal. As Katie sat up, tears filling her eyes, the secretary sat down beside her. "I used to be a...student just like you," said the secretary. "They did to me what they have done to you." Why didn't you warn me?" said Katie. "Why don't you leave?" Because I can't and neither can you. This place is our prison." Bullshit," said Katie. "I could have escaped a thousand times and so could you."The secretary smiled. "I thought that once too," she. ” “What is your profession?” “Mercenary, technically. Assassin more often than not.” “Why did you become an assassin?” “I had the skill, inclination and need for money. Same as any profession.” “Surely it must bother you to kill another living, breathing person?” “When was the last time you had meat? This morning? Yesterday? Last week? Did you ruminate on your food?” “So it’s just a means to an ends to you?” “No, it is the means and the end to me. I do my job carefully.” “Where are you from?”. A close second. I felt myself getting hard as I thought about Shiann's sock, pressed into my nose. Guilt began to flood over me, especially when I began to picture her small, slender feet. Her smooth soles and her... My cock touched Emili's foot. For a second I thought maybe, just maybe, she would press her toes against it. I imagined her pushing her toes up the legs of my shorts. But it didn't happen. Instead, Shiann's door opened and she walked past us into the kitchen. She looked at. All three shined their flashlights ahead and could see the beams pick out massive pillars on either side. They glowed, ghostly in the dark, even when they turned off their flashlights.“I think this room would be big enough for your library,” Fry said. His voice echoed in the hollow chamber. As their eyes became more accustomed to the dark, they realized the room was dimly lit. Pillars a yard across and at least 50 feet high stood in rows at least 30 feet apart. The pillars glowed softly. At the.