"Don't you wonder why Kimmy isn't expecting too? I mean is it just luck?" "No, it's not luck." He said. And finally I felt like he understood it. Tha... he knew he'd raised his girl right. That it wasn't luck but it was good clean moral behavior. "It's because I told all the guys to cum on her face." He said. I was completely befuddled. "What in God's name are you talking about?" "Please don't use the Lord's name in vain" Dan said. But I was well past such things. I needed an explanation. Then. Much to the annoyance of Mr. Duncan and the bus driver both. "All right class," Mr. Duncan said once they were all off the bus, "now that we're here, lets be on our best behavior." He glanced meaningfully at Brian, and continued, "We don't want to give them a bad impression of our school. Especially since these people were kind enough to let us come here." Just then a tall red haired man with a mustache, wearing a white lab coat arrived. "Hello everyone" he said cheerfully, "My name is Dr.. . Each time ... er ... When I’m with Mavis, Annette, and Morgan, my eyes seem to get stronger.”“And Kendra,” Annette added. I nodded.“Is Kendra the young woman you said was making a sculpture of you and Arthur, Mavis?” her mother asked.“Yes, Mother,” Mavis answered. “She and Arthur have a unique connection. She’s his best friend as well as being part of our studio.”“Kendra and I are working to capture the essence of an aura in bronze and glass,” Morgan said. “Our dad says she is like a police. " Or Bertie." A bit PG Wodehousey." Nonsense. George VI was called Bertie." Hmm."There was a knock at the door. They looked at each other in puzzlement."Come in," called Mark as they both sat up.A maid came in with two glasses on a tray. "With the compliments of General and Mrs Collins," she said. "Champagne cocktails," she addedwide—eyed and conspiratorially."Ooh!" they chorused. "Thank you very much."The maid smiled and left the room."Bless their hearts," said Mark.Victoria nodded. "Just the.