" You just contradicted yourself a bit ago." I did? How so?" When you called this place a fairy tale and everything out of your mouth before that was ...bout how crazy this place is. What gives?" You are the telepath, you already know that answer." I do, but I want to rake you over the coals a bit." Bitch." I ... yeah, I was raised in a kennel, what's your point?" Okay, okay, you are right. I constantly said how crazy this place is, and it is, no matter what else happens, this place is loco; I. Cammy sat on my torso, and pushed my shoulders back into the soft bed. ‘We’re not in class, so you don’t have to throw me off this time,’ she said in a soft, low voice. She motioned to her chest, more specifically her bra, which hooked in the front. ‘Would you like to do the honors, Mr. Willstrom?’ I never answered, instead reached my hand out, trying my best not to mess up. Despite my efforts, the clasp would not come undone. Bewitched by some anti-perversion charm, I chuckled to no one. Cammy. Her light blonde hair was cut tight to her scalp, highlighting good bones. Her blue eyes were far brighter than they deserved to be after Friday night’s excesses. She was wearing a long, full skirt of many colours and a white silk blouse that tended to open and allow a brief, pleasant glimpse of a full, firm breast. She ate with gusto. We’d both ordered a roast beef lunch and the restaurant was far beyond my normal budget. ‘Absolutely my treat, darling.’ Vee had said. ‘If you’d been a man. ” he told me. He popped the top on the beer with the devise mounted on the cabinet and I downed about half a bottle in one swig. He reached in and pulled out another ale for me and a Rolling Rock for himself and popped the top on the ale and said “This might be a two ale shower and I wouldn’t want you to get thirsty half way through. Come down this hall and I’ll show you where you’re bunking.”The king sized bed looked like a twin in a normal sized bedroom. This house looked smaller on the.