I introduced myself as Derek. I asked her what was wrong with school and she began to talk. She was on the point of being expelled for truancy. She di... not want to be expelled but the headmistress had it in for her. I gradually drew her out. She was quite a chatterbox. I told her I would talk to "Mrs Ryder" and straighten things out. That impressed her. I told her that I used to be a headmaster and could sort it out for her. She seemed to warm to me and put her head against my shoulder. Then I. It turned out pretty good.Mayhew was less a politician and more of a prosecutor. His style was go for the gold and shoot for the conviction, instead of placating the minority and making sure that the right people always had their rectums covered by the DOJ.Tonight he was going to have to give me very special advice.“Mr. Mayhew. We seem to have an extra-constitutional issue facing us, and I want your assurance that you will not allow any federal prosecutors near these attackers. They are enemy. We didn’t have a model as the class was working on finishing their final projects. Mine, of course, was painted on a wall in the admin building but I surprised Professor McIntyre with my new painting of Lissa in the bath. I liked it. The steam rising gave her an ethereal look. Melody and Kate were next to each other, supposedly painting, but frequently leaning in to whisper to each other. I kept sketching the two of them together on a small pad with an HB pencil. Everything is a muted gray when. "It's our fort," I said again. "Dave and I built it years ago. Now come out of there."With a little giggle two girls came out of the brush. I recognized them at once, Anna Jones and Taylor Shields from school. Both girls were the same year in school as us and both of them were pretty, popular and to this point unreachable for Dave and me."Well aren't you going to finish," said Anna again. "We want to watch you spurt your stuff."Anna was a tall, redhead with a perfect body, firm, smallish tits,.