They could swim through a pool that would drain all potential of them intheir past, remove the possibilities of what they could have been, butwas now ...ust a body of water to them that went off into space itself.They could fly through the air, just like birds were capable of. Theirdays were filled with demure giggles, engaging in acts of pleasure withtheir sisters, and braiding each other's hair, but to them, that was allthey needed. Day in, day out, even though days no longer existed in. “I’m afraid you won’t be doing that, Mr. Hayden,” Major Johnson replied forcefully.“And just who are you to tell me how to run my school?” Hayden demanded.“If you’d read your mail, you’d already know who I am,” Major Johnson said.“Why don’t you just enlighten me?” came Hayden’s response.“Very well, sir, my name is Major Johnson, and I have been assigned as security detail for Mr. Covington,” Major Johnson stated.“That’s ridiculous! What would a fourteen-year-old boy need with a bodyguard?”. Trish couldn't hold it in any longer and started to laugh – and laughed until her sides hurt. Finally she got her breath back. "Oh, yes, you two were kinda noisy. Good thing this unit is soundproofed 'cause the cops might have come to see what was going on." Trish pulled Jordan to her. "Jordan my dear, it was music to my ears to hear just how much you and Brian enjoyed your ... now what is it called in polite society? Oh yeah - lovemaking." Trish smiled then looked right into Jordan's eyes. "I. His feet wouldn't move. His eyes wouldn't leave her body. "Gotta find another top," she said aloud. "Good night, Mr. Langham."She walked past him, her strawberry scent filling his nostrils.John sprinted upstairs to the first door on the right, his bedroom. He moved so swiftly that he hadn't noticed anyone in his room. He headed straight for his private bath and turned his shower on. While he let the water heat up, he walked back into his bedroom and turned on his lamp.He gasped when he noticed.