’ Both Sybil and Brent said in unison. The three glasses clinked. And everyone sipped the wine. ‘Hey…not bad.’ Brent commented while swirling ...he wine. ‘For home made wine that is.’ ‘Didn’t I tell you? Brent is a wine snob.’ Sybil laughed ‘I’ve seen him send it back just for fun.’ She added while filling her glass. ‘He did it on more than one occasion while he was visiting in London.’ She took a long drink. ‘Talk about embarrassing, I couldn’t show my face there for ages after that.’ ‘Give me. It was late at night and we were all tired. We checked in and were given our room keys, it was then i noticed that dad had screwed me over, they were in a top suite and i was in a normal room. I wasnt too fussed really as it still had all the mod cons and i was alone to enjoy some me time with my dildo and clothes i had packed with me. Got to my room and pretty much went straight to sleep. I was woken next morning by my dad telling me that there was a managers meeting in the lobby with intro. "Two years work on my dissertation - shot." Glad to help," Mark shot back. Then he paused. "What's that?" he asked. Up in the east wall, he saw something glint. He moved his head, and caught a tiny reflection again. The dim light from his flashlight had illuminated something high up one wall, something which had until now gone unnoticed."I don't see anything," the professor said, looking upward. Then she moved enough to see it. "There," she said. She scrambled up on the ceremonial slab,. In fact she thinks Carol and I are crazy for not going at it hammer and tongs already. We all think Ava's trustworthy too, mostly because she comes across that way. I'm pretty sure she hasn't blabbed about my marathon time, or about my Nipple Power." [I'd already told Prof and Vanessa the derivation of that name, when I told them that "TK" was changing to "NP".] -- "Carol's idea is that when I decide to trust Ava - probably in a few days - then Carol will have a fake heart-to-heart talk with.