That morning, after a quick post-workout nap, I decided to head to the local mall and wander the bookstore. While I was a tall, blond, attractive swim...er, I was--and remain--a nerd.In the bookstore, I ran into Margaret, who was also looking for a good novel to read. She and I had attended neighboring single sex high schools and had then gone to the same university out of state. Very pleasant and her class valedictorian, Margaret had lovely clear skin, silky straight brown hair, and very precise. He was too old for his score to improve much, most people didn’t change a lot after they reached their mid-twenties. The important thing was his good fatherhood sub-score. That gave Craig an opening to solve Haneet’s problem. A quick silent check with the AI showed that the solution was viable. Being a teacher, he turned it into a short lesson for his pupil.“How old are most new concubines in the colonies, Haneet?”She looked puzzled at his question; it didn’t seem relevant. “They’re fourteen I. I want you now.” Your whisper breaks the dams of my self-control. I pull my tank off. I undo my belt, the snap and the zipper. I stand over you and strip of the shorts. No underwear but you had known that. My erect cock is over you. You can see the purple head swelling. The veins of it engorged with blood. My shorts slide down and join the rest of our unneeded clothes. You moan. I have been away too long. I slide between your legs. I pull your legs to my shoulders. Your sweet treasure beckons.. What was her name again?"Angela giggled, "Fanny Walnut. God! Aren't kids cruel? I bet she'sgot a face like a wrinkled old prune." Well be as it may, she's inadvertently unlocked the door. That'swhy Sandie's in there now. This is crunch time for the girls. D'youknow, they have never, never mentioned the kidnap or rescue in allthese three years."Angela fell silent for a moment."What! Never?" Never!" I replied.She fell into a thoughtful silence as I poured out the tea. "We'd better stay handy.