Claire arrived with her father that week. Even after Margaret, Gemma, and Abby spoke privately with her to explain the sudden addition of so many wome... to my bed, she still wanted to marry me. She asked if I would take her hunting so she could show me that she was now able to handle herself away from the Manor House. She, her father, and I spent most of the next day hunting and she bagged a rabbit with her crossbow. I took down a small boar and Baron Ryland got a small buck. I knew even before. I somehow managed to have a coherent conversation with one of the student aides. Her name was Heather and she was a sophomore like me. She started telling me a little about some of my teachers."Most of the teachers here are pretty good. You'll have to watch out for Mrs. Danbury. She's the advanced algebra and pre-calculus teacher. She really doesn't do much teaching. She'll pretty much just give you some work out of the text book and spend the rest of class looking busy," she said."Oh joy," I. "Fuck yes!"Sam returned with the beers, David was gagging as I was trying to get more of my dick in his face.Sam asked, "How's the head!" as I guzzled some fresh brew."He ain't a real good dick sucker, yet," I laughed. "And, dude, don't you ever tell no one about this!" I know, Mike, it's the beer, dude!" Sam said. Sam started undressing. I had never done nothing like this, I pretty much figure Sam hadn't either. The nerd hadn't either apparently, he sure wasn't a real good cock sucker! But,. "Is there a problem?" I asked."Have breakfast. You'll need it," was all he said.The table was heavily laden. Some foods I recognized, and a lot I didn't. It was apparently 'help yourself'. I did, after checking with a small spell to make sure it was safe to eat. Everything but two items, passed my spell test."I felt your spell. What was its purpose?" Shaitan asked me.I explained it was a spell designed to let me know if something was not safe for me to eat, and I had identified two items as not.