The little window slid open and I heard a voice ask: "Who sent you?"I looked at the card again to make sure and then said with a shaking voice: "Emper...r Caligula."The window slid shut again and I could hear the door being opened. A hulking figure greeted me into the surprisingly well-lit hallway."First time?"I nodded. He waved to a door on the left."Leave your clothes with Lyssa, she'll keep them till you leave."I went into the small room and found said Lyssa, an old woman with short red hair,. She came up on my other side, her naked boobs jiggling.“Where are your top and bra?” Mr. Jackson gasped.“Too hot!” She arched her back, thrusting her round, firm boobs at him. “Don't I look so hot? I had to take it off.”“Yes, yes, I'm hot, too, aren't I?” I purred and undid the rest of my blouse.“What is the Leibniz integral rule, Rebecca?” he asked, this desperate look in his eyes.“Uh...” I frowned. “Integral...” What's an integral?” I rubbed at my head. “That's smarty stuff. I don't want. "Tristan, my protocols will not allow me to heal the Sicceian."It took a moment before Tristan realised what the avatar had said. "Cassiopeia, you have to be fucking joking!" Tristan felt anger rise from the pit of his stomach threatening to overwhelm him. "Heal her NOW, you stupid bitch."The avatar backed away from him and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I can only act on a Guardian or another if a Guardian's life is at stake." Then scan her! You can do that?" Yes but..."Tristan clenched his fists. I love sex and sleep with men many years older than me. Even in their 40’s and I have a fetish for married men. It all started when we received many guests at once. My uncle arrived from the south and was going to sleep in my sister’s room and grandparents came from city over and they were staying in my room. So my sister and I were sleeping in my mom’s room. My mother’s room was insanely cold due to the A/C and like an idiot I didn’t think to get a blanket to cover myself up as I slept on the.