“Unless you’re joining us?” I asked. “For lunch.”Adelaide gave me a look that pleaded: “Only for lunch! Only for lunch! Only for lunch!”...��Nah, I can’t stop her from her bad choices. It was ugly to see you again, Bad Choice.”“Lovely to see you as well.” I smiled. I logged out, clocking out. Adelaide waited as I left through the security door. Celeste had smugged away at an all but stomping gait.“Thank you,” Adelaide said to me.“Least I could do.” I shrugged it off. I took the food from her. "I could see she was conflicted. She didn't think the leaders would approve and any 'bad conduct' would be reported to her parents.However one thing I came to learn about Nan was that she had a taste for conspiracy and was always good for a dare. We therefore laid our plans.The camp was laid out on the site of an ancient Maori 'pa, ' or fortified village called 'Maunga Tapu, ' or Sacred Mountain. It was on a promontory of a bay surrounded on three sides by water.Although it was called a. So, I guess that’s one thing you’ve got on me, Leonard: I AM forced to down-shift to think like you.”She stood up from the table and stepped around to the unoccupied side, so she was facing Mr. Lee.“So, he comes to you. Maybe not you personally; another Mr. Lee; another representative. His version of the story is, I’m certain, a very different one than mine, but it ends with him needing Springheel to protect himself from me and you wanting it too. But what can he offer for the Elders’. I left the living room and went to see what was going on. Part of me was slightly jealous that someone else had Jack’s attentions while the other part of me was curious to see it unfold. I heard muffled voices coming from mom and Jack’s bedroom, and the door was open a crack. Jack was lying on his back and Sara was sucking him off, bobbing her head up and down. I heard Jack moan and arch his hips upwards. I had seen pornography a few times, but never a live show like this, and it was turning.