He teaches up at the academy. We’ve exchanged notes over the years.”“Has he ever attempted to undo your curse or help with it?”“He tried a f...w times. The results speak for themselves. Unfortunately, we had a falling out when his lover left him and started working here. The whole thing became a big ugly mess, and he never forgave me. Why?”Noah hummed and stood up. “We’ll talk more later. Right now, Bella is waiting for me.”He left Cyrilo’s room and made his way to Bella’s, where he could hear. The young man, all of 6-4, said his goodbyes, kissed my daughter on the cheek, and hurried out the front door. Later that night I was in the basement working on my computer. I've never let it be known, but the stove pipes leading to the furnace carry sound from a vent right under the kitchen table -- and my wife and daughter were apparently seated at the table.To my wife's credit she has kept an open and honest relationship with our daughter -- something that helped her survive an. At last, more than seven hours later, Marcy lay unconscious, her lower body and legs on the bed while her head and upper torso hung limply over the edge. She had finally fainted from sheer exhaustion. The three boys had kept pumping her until each achieved climax, then they had withdrawn, Lamar's two friends having left.Marcy began groaning as she drifted back to consciousness. Lamar, standing over her, pulled her head up painfully by her hair and looked her in the eye."Not bad for a White. When I looked up, Wanda was standing at my office door, ready to leave. We retraced our steps going down the private elevator and out the back door. We were driving out of the back lot quickly and I said, “Let’s go home now. It might be best to make our calls before we get there though. Oh yeah, let’s go to the library so we can send these files to the other Marshals, and I want to send one to the Secret Service.”Wanda said, “Good idea, those guys don’t put up with any shit from anyone.”We were.