Andrew- and every other living Britannian- was involved in a great game of sorts. Their society was a meritocracy aligned with the Darwinistic princip...e of survival of the fittest. The ranks were laid out clearly- Royalty, nobility, commoners, and numbers- and the chance to climb the ranks was also laid out for those clever and enterprising enough to take it.Numbers could become commoners easily enough by submitting the needed paperwork to become Honorary Brittanians. Commoners could prove. ..” Bree had a mischievous grin on her face.“No. I’m not getting a tattoo,” I stated. “And the day I get a clit ring is the day you get one too.”The grin just got wider, “You promise?”I made a big show on thinking about it. I held out my pinky and said, “I promise.”Bree took my pinky in hers and we shook on the promise. She went from being happy to looking sad in just a couple of seconds. I realized she did that a lot. I wondered why.Bree said, “My parents are insisting my brother and I enroll. Not just because he sold her a television, but because he seemed genuine. Something that she had never experienced before. She had only been with guys that used her. She knew that was the reason for her having pleased herself and learned how to do it well. But now, it told on her and the evidence was earlier when she felt empty.“I take it you don’t come here often?” he asked with a smile.“First time, actually,” she answered as the waitress came up to take his order. “It just looked like a nice. I guess I'd say she's starved for attention and affection. Why?" Oh, nothing. I was thinking of maybe asking her out." If you do, just remember, be nice to her. She deserves it." Hey, I won't hurt her. I don't want you mad at me."I grabbed my books and stood up. "It's not me you'd have to worry about. I think Beth has kind of taken on Val as one of her projects, and believe me, you do NOT want MY lady pissed at you." Ah, Tommy, is it true she knocked a guy unconscious last Summer?" Oh, you mean.