. and slowly the temperature went up ... and the red hue faded."You first lesson begins now," he said firmly.-Devnik-I should have known she wouldn't ...now how to read. Her life had been one of surviving, not living.I had never been any sort of teacher ... but I had learned to read a millennia ago ... I learned languages as they were formed ... I remembered those that no longer existed.I willed a book of basic written French into my hands.There was a small red spark and a popping noise. "Let's. So without any delay lie down on bed.Let me do what I want with your beautiful body”.The firmness in my tone made her realize that there was no other alternative for her other than offering her body for sex. She realized that I would definitely do what I told her I would if she did not listen. So with unwillingness she slept on the bed. I told her “Mom relax. Now every part of your body i.e your lips, boobs, nipples, arse and more importantly your vagina are all mine. I will do whatever I want. "Auntie Julia ... can I ... may I ... suck on your breast?"I laughed, not because it was funny, but to buy myself thinking time. The very thought of the act itself excited me and my nipples gave it their vote of approval. But the implications for our embryonic relationship were immense. And very rewarding, potentially.I brushed the side of her face with my fingertips. "Yes, my lovely, you may ... in principle ... but not now. It's a privilege that you will need to earn, understood?"Felicity. Finally, she went to Jonelle's desk, even though it might mean running into Barbara Crump, or Yvette, who worked often with Jonelle's boss. Jonelle seemed happy to see her, but nervous."I need you," Laura whispered to her. "I love you. I need you."Jonelle smiled, then looked around anxiously. "You know Yvette Farmer?" she asked, forehead wrinkled.Uh oh, Laura thought. What had Yvette been up to?"Yes, I know her. We worked together once on a project. Why?"Jonelle pouted, looking troubled. "Oh,.