That wouldmake it nicer for my wife when she gave me a blow job, I thought. Justbeing considerate, I told myself, but I also liked the look of a more...eatly trimmed pubic area. I had always thought that girls who hadlittle hair on their pussies were very sexy and thought about how some ofthem have a Brazilian wax to eliminate it all. I wondered if a guy coulddo that. Then suddenly it hit me, wait a minute what are you thinkingof. Guys don't do things like that. That margarita must be. And that was all the reminder she needed to recall what had happened yesterday.Did I really... Yes, I did. And not just once, but twice. With two different people. The first thing I need to do when I get to school is see if Nurse Chaplain has the Morning-After Pill. I'm pretty sure this is the wrong time in my schedule, but, better be safe than sorry.Not that she really recalled all that much of it; everything after the first half of choir was really a blur. There'd been Russell; there'd been. As the train pulled out Susan had her face against the window, determined not to miss a thing. Although David found the familiar journey tedious, the sights that passed by the window enthralled Susan. Before the train was due to arrive at Ismal Deri Kahn, David excused himself, took his suitcase to the toilet, changed into his safari suit and buckled on his pistol belt. Hat in hand, he returned to the carriage. Susan said she needed to change too and left with her suitcase. When she returned. ''I will do my very best, Samantha. Now go. Be safe. You will forget about me contacting you, do you understand?''Yes, Master, I will forget about you contacting me ... but please, help the Hamners! They are good people.''Yes, Samantha, I will protect your second family.'I never knew Sam felt that way about our family. Anyway, how am I to fight this assassin? What tools do I have to fight him, and to save our family? Well, I have mind control, telepathy, some psychokinesis, empathy, auric sight.