I said to one of my friends, "Who is that girl?" My friend Bill said, "She's Joan something or other. The guys she's dated say she's very cold." A few...weeks went by and I saw Joan in the Library. I walked over to the table where she was sitting and said, "Hi again. What are you reading? " She blushed and showed me the book "Human Sexuality." I said, "Pretty deep stuff." She shrugged, blushed and went back to her book, pretty much freezing me out. I continued to run into Joan around campus but. I decide to bunk school for the day and go to my boyfriends house.So once my mom dropped me off at the school's main gate it wasn't long afterwards that my boyfriend arrived and I hopped into his car.We first quickly went to the garage to get a few snacks for the day and then headed off to his apartment.During the short 10 minute drive to his apartment I started teasing him by placing my hand on his lap and rubbing up and down his leg, soon rubbing on his hard cock. He told me, " you being a. She knew me the best and she rightly figured I was up to something.“Stay with me here. I really want to help this guy,” I thought to them.Lord Braselton looked at me for a moment with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. “What does His Highness have in mind?” he asked politely while trying to recall if he had ever read anything at all about a teenaged Tapatoan prince who wore an elaborate sword.“It’s simple really,” I said as I then outlined my plan for the ‘truth diviner’ to all of. .. and it was always useful to keep your friends in high places happy, especially if you were an ambitious middle-ranking officer hoping for promotion. Room 5 was one of a number of plain, anonymous rooms in this basement part of the building. Originally meant as storerooms they had proved to be ideal for the needs of Internal Security being downstairs, windowless and well away from prying eyes and ears. Like most of the others, this one was unfurnished apart from a battered looking wooden box.