Must be something about you. How could you get them to believe you were going to write a book using psychic powers you haven't got?''So what's the ans...er then? Give up the whole idea? Tell them it was all a misunderstanding?''How about having a "brainstorming" session with Jeremy, where we all throw in ideas and you follow up the best ones? We may or may not find a way forward, but at least we'd have tried. Better ask Alicia as well. We don't want her to feel left out, though since she started. When I had got up an hour or so earlier to use the bathroom, she was still asleep in my bed, naked and looking so sweet and innocent, a look which I knew to be deceptive, to say the least. Rather than disturb her, I had got back into bed and gone back to sleep with my arm across her.Now I was waking again to see her facing me, still seemingly sleeping. I reached a hand out to her, or at least I tried to, but the hand would not move. A quick check told me I was tied to the bed, my wrists cuffed. “Cara, I am not impressed with your performance in class at the moment. You barely pay attention and when you do, you are rude and patronising.” He spoke whilst walking towards the door, closing it and pulling the blind down in one swift movement. “You do not apply yourself to the mathematics yet you think Daddy will pay your way through life! You are a spoilt brat who needs to learn a hard lesson.” He strode towards me, ripped me up off the chair by my arm and bent me over his desk. “Please Mr. I lifted her to her feet and she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to join her underwear. If my heart could beat, it would have been beating fast; I was getting horny at seeing her naked and I could feel the wetness starting between my legs. Now hungry for her instead of her blood, I ripped the top from her, the seams tearing apart under my force; I didn’t even think what she would do later when she had no top to wear. I tossed the pieces across the room, the massacred remains landing neatly.