[I am in the midst of building another though I am missing the last planet. I do not wish to though I will destroy the fleet before me. I know they ar... using you as I feel that what they made you do freed you a bit.]Again Thantas gasped, this Cliveastone man had already passed much of where she’d been at the start of this centuries ago. Was it possible? He was a full blooded Cliveastone as she’d felt before. It was impossible after all this time yet there he was, plus the fact that he was half. I pulled up the schools website and clicked the Staff icon, sifting through the photos. I stopped when I found my chemistry teacher. Kate Philips it read. My heart pounded in my chest, this was too much of a coincidence. I needed one more piece of evidence to be sure. I opened my phone and typed a quick message. What is your last name? I waited impatiently for an answer, fidgeting in my seat in a cold sweat. Philips. Why? My jaw dropped. I looked up at my teacher. It was her, no doubt, who I. ‘Not wrong,’ Amy said. ‘You just got the right pair to work with you, if that’s what you want.’ ‘I don’t think…’ Angel began. ‘No,’ Kristen said, closing her eyes and arching her back so that her breasts pushed harder into Sylvia’s hands. ‘Don’t think.’ ‘Nice,’ Sylvia said. ‘Won’t your husband mind?’ Angel said, shuddering as Amy massaged down the sides of her chest and up to her neck. ‘My husband doesn’t like the idea of me seeing other men. That makes him jealous,’ Kristen said. ‘He would. A fat, four armed, tailed woman with an A rank band furiously entered the cave. Behind her was Kouwee in his humanoid form.“Barov Do Loyndez, who was it?!” Bellowed the woman, Biton. She was Misha’s backer and in return to support in certain dealings, she relied on his submissive exterior to haul attractive prisoners, mostly fit for entertainment, before the cronies of other A ranked or Elite ranked prisoners.Biton flaunted her fourth level Martial Mortal aura, projecting it at Zax after Barov.