Mucoy's science class. He loved that class because Kara Mead was in that class. He thought that she was perfect. Shoulder length blonde hair, beauti...ul blonde eyes, perfect pert nose, perfectly kissable lips, nice canteloped sized breasts, wasp waist, long luxurious legs, and her trademark, the most perfect ass in the school. Brandon wasn't too bad looking himself but he was way out of her league. She and he both knew it. Brandon went to his seat and sat down as the bell rang. He looked. I to look for an ex of hers Karmin Artellan. It had only really been to try and get some money back that Karmin had owed her when they broke up but when she had tried to find her herself she had found not only empty flats and deactivated phone numbers but a wall of silence from anyone she asked.At the time she had put it down to just Karmins shitty circle of friends trying to keep Marcy from getting what she was owed but when even her parents refused to talk Marcy got a hunch that there might. She closed the program, and shut the terminal down. Luisa stood, stepped over to the narrow locker next to her bunk, and took out a small, flat box imprinted with the shield of the Martian Defense Force. She pressed her right thumb onto the center of the emblem, and the box popped open with a soft click. The interior was lined with a soft synthetic cloth with some rather special properties. She placed the datacard and the datachip containing the drawing into the box and closed it. She returned. The entire set-up was up against one of the rooms walls, on which I had hung a large framed mirror. The over all effect, for me at least, was one of mystery, solemnity, and yet unmistakably exciting because of that! My young slaves seemed to feel the way.Once Andrew and I were in the 'sacred space', I had him completely undress. Then, once he was, I directed him to approach me where I stood by the 'draining altar' as I thought of the table-candelabra-platter arraignment. I could clearly sense.