." Then she stuck her finger in her mouth, "and so fucking sweet!" She continued after she pulled it from her frontal lips. Instantly, I dripped on he... carpet. A huge dollop pooled on the fibers before it sunk in making a dark spot under where I stood. I didn't know if I should have felt ashamed or elated. Somehow, I felt both. I looked at Kiera and said, "I'm sorry." Why? I really didn't know. I guess I felt guilty for dripping a huge stimulated drop on her dorm room floor. "Sorry? Oh. Hestia also spent a few hours every other day in the evenings instructing me in the Chinese art of Chi Gung. Unlike my other studies into the martial arts, Chi Gung was almost more an internal art than external, though there was a lot of physical training to go with it. Hestia's lessons turned my focus inward, showing me how to harness the power of my chi, increasing my control and power at the same time. While I found my doings fascinating, I long ago learned others do not and so I shall move. .. normal it seemed? How natural, almost.You know how sometimes you’ll have a dream, and in that dream you have a best friend or a new relative or whatever? Despite the fact that you’ve only known them for a few hours at best, it feels right.That’s what it was like.It had been going on for a few weeks (I think? Like I said, I have absolutely no idea when, where, or even how it started) when I started to question it. It just felt so comfortable - when our parents were out, or sometimes even late. "Janet, since you're new here, I'll let you do the honors. Could you go to the china closet and remove the game from the upper drawer?" asked Lauren."Certainly," said Janet.Doing as she was told, Janet walked over to the china closet and opened the top drawer. Inside was a wrapped rectangular object that she carried back to the table. Janet placed it in front of her as she again seated herself, waiting for further instructions."You may open it, Janet," directed Lauren.Janet pulled off the.