I guess you and I have that in common."She was quiet for a little while, then continued. "You might remember the young man who tackled the shooter who...killed President Gray? We were ... close. We were really close..." She thought about that for a while, then said, "He showed me more about myself than I taught him about life, even though he was the teenager. We had such a wonderful relationship, even after it was obvious that he was hurt and dying."Kevin never complained. He just took it all in. “Oh man,” she said and pouted. “But that's still part of the same question!”I pursed my lips, but then nodded. “Okay. Well, it seemed to me as if the Germans were more interested in the writing aspect, and the Anglo-Saxons more in the business aspect. That's not exclusive, in both AMA's were questions about both points, but more in the one, and less in the other. Otherwise, the people seemed to be a bit too interested in technical things, like which tools I'm using, and less in the skill of. “Ok, time to search for a bathroom,” Rachel said as she stood up and started walking out of the main room.“Don’t forget to flush!” Claire said with a smile.“You shouldn’t go alone. It is not safe,” Brooke said.“If I see an evil ghost, I’ll tell him you say hi,” Rachel said to Brooke just before she moved out of sight.***Rachel walked through the long halls opening all doors, her fashionable boots echoing in the wide corridors and high ceilings. But to her surprise, none of the rooms had what. Didn't drop an inch. I smiled at the thoughts of masturbating, but rinsed quickly and dressed, knowing my sexy nanny had other plans for me. Le'Lu met me in the kitchen. My eyes saw her in the most revealing outfit yet. She had a white t-shirt on, cut off right under the swells of her cute breasts.Her gym shorts were from her college, very loose in the legs but hugged her tight asscheeks well. We ate quickly, and made our way back to the ladder.. She climbed fast, and as I tried to keep up,.