"Yes, there I was -- finally." The next morning, I walked into my father's room naked. He was just rising, getting ready to take a shower again. He...looked up and knew he would be having another incestuous coupling.As we adjusted the spray and began to wash each other, handing the soap back and forth, we began to kiss and fondle the other's body. "What do we do today, Andrea?" he asked. "Today, I shower again with you, again, of course, and I want you to fuck me, daddy," I said. "I want to. Health, let's talk about it. Let's break it down. Health is-(Student snoring)Austin: Hey! Are you sleeping? Don't sleep in my fucking class. What is your name?Student: Kevany.Austin: Kevany? That's a stupid name. Your parents hate you. Wake up. Now, health isn't something you have. It's something you do.Student: How?Austin: I'm sorry, did you raise your hand before you spoke?Student: No, I-Austin: Detention.Student: For what?Austin: For being a stupid bitch.[David's perspective](Student knock. I was close to just giving up when I heard a rumor about a house listed for rent that no one had been accepted to. Shrugging I sent of an email to the address listed online and forgot about it.A day later I was sitting in a homey living room a few minutes from campus holding a cup of tea and looking at a very serious young women as she asked me a battery of questions. I can see why a lot of the guys wanted to live here, the house was nice and Morgan was as hot as the sun. Keeping my eyes locked. But first I had to find out more about the stolen item in question. I went to the museum and talked with the five-foot-four, blonde curator Gina Herzekova. ‘So tell me about what is special about this stolen sex journal.’ I said. ‘The sex journal you’re talking about had once belonged to Catherine The Great. In it, she would write down about all her sexual encounters. Her lovers were the best fighters in the Russian-Prussian war and during her reign. She even wrote about the night she seduced.