It was a room, baked with money. At first I couldn't see him. I scanned the room, colour flashed past my eyes. I slowly found an empty table and waite... until I could see him. After 10 minutes I could not find him, I was about to get up when an unfamiliar hand, grabbed my wrist harshly. "We can't have a lovely lady like you sitting all on your own!" The slurred words stumbled across his mouth. The alcohol on his breath almost made me retch. "No you don't understand!" I tried to pull away but he. Anne had never been disciplined before and as far as she knew what she had done wasn't that bad, however at the end of the day she knocked on her teachers door and was admitted, she was told to bend over the back of a chair and to raise her skirt. As was normal back then the uniform skirts were quite long and the panties underneath quite thick, the teacher then raised her hand and spanked her on one cheek quite hard but Anne said she didn't make a sound after the fourth smack she moaned but not. With the boy essentially helpless until his broken limbs mended following the car accident, he needed help with everything.And since their mother had to work to support the family, that left only his younger sister to care for him. It was only natural that adolescent judgment was tossed aside. She could appreciate the challenge the two children had encountered, it really wasn’t that different than what she had encountered when she was near their age.And quite frankly, she had to admit; she. I have some other things I need to learn in between before I get to that point.”Kal returned to his book again, A few moments later he let out a small whoop and started streaming ink from the inkwell into the air in front of him.“Found something interesting I take it?” asked Ikuno.“Very,” Kal responded as the ink flowed into the sigils and glyphs he wanted. “The author also added a resistance glyph. Assuming I’m understanding his jargon correctly, if I make the fire resistance rune while.