Espanto. Ghost. That was what he wanted to be in both halves of his life.The game continued in his first period class. He sat in the far back, his fac... blank. He never looked up, never raised his hand. Mrs. Calavierri droned on about 'Julius Caesar' and he drifted off; he'd read all of the books on the syllabus within the first 3 weeks of class. As soon as his mind drifted, however, it moved to pull the compartment with last night's conversation back open.He headed that off quickly. The. So I'd thrown on a sweatshirt and kept the hood up and stayed in the middle of a crowd. I even paid full admission instead of using my student body card. I was supposed to be inconspicuous.I wasn't sure if Parker could actually keep me out of a game in Richland, but I didn't want to find out the hard way.We settled in the bleachers in the visitors section and watched as the Bombers, then our team ran onto the field and tried to out-calisthenic each other. I was surprised to see Robbie over. She shows me some lap dance techniques -- on the floor and not on me!!? I'm quiet. I smile. And I'm passive and patient. But the mood is growing. Would I like to see the clothes she bought? Absolutely! She goes in the other room to change and comes out in a tiny red thing and it is holding her in - but barely. I compliment her. Tell her how nice she looks. The side boob view is spectacular. The ass is barely contained!She comes over to the couch and kind of half sits/half kneels next to me. Her. ‘I like this much better than the lounge,’ Eden said over her breakfast, ‘It looks more like the sort of place where I am accustomed to be, and with you here, I am safe from old men who think that I might be looking interested when I am really trying not to laugh.’ ‘A good thing that I am only a slightly older man,’ he grinned, ‘I am twenty-three, so I hope to hear at least a little less laughter.’ ‘Isn’t that a little young to be the navigator on a ship like this?’ Eden asked, ‘I mean, I am.