Irene nearly ducked under the desk.“Get some money from petty cash and buy us some soft drinks,” Magus shouted.“What kind?” Jake shouted.“Ge... an assortment,” Magus shouted.“Okay,” Jake shouted. He turned to Irene and didn’t see her. Worried, he asked, “Irene?”Irene poked her head out from under the desk. She asked, “What?”“I need some money from petty cash,” Jake said.“How much?” she asked.“Forty dollars ought to be enough,” Jake said.Magus shouted, “Bring back a receipt!”“Okay,” Jake shouted.. While Glinda gazed unseeingly into her closet, her mind drifted off what she would wear to the party that night and onto other memories of Daddy. She thought about rubbing between her legs again but figured it wasn’t worth it, her hand would be tired and she would cry and have to shower again. The party was in two hours. ‘Jean, if you didn’t mean so damn much to me I wouldn’t bother going!’ Glinda said out loud. Only Jean did mean everything to her. When Jean had first met Glinda, she did. Martin turned still holding Lynwe's hand and nodded. "This is them." He stated. "The talks seem to be proceeding rather boringly."Tarifa chortled. "Anything involving diplomacy is boring to you Martin." She spoke as she came up next to Dilios. "So these are the biogenic clone daughters of the Kavalian Prefect Keleru?" Not clones." Martin spoke as Lynwe moved up next to Tarifa. He lifted the data pad from the table and held it out to her. "They underwent biogenic treatments to remove the coat of. This got me thinking; Mike, my son, also the same age was extremely cute but as I far as I could see not great with girls so probably could do with some tuition.One day I had to go to his college for a parents evening, all very boring but had to be done. On the way back home in the car, I broached the subject with him. I suggested that maybe a little tutoring might be required, and I would be pleased to provide it. "Wow mum, I'd really like that" Mike said. I told him to report to my bedroom.