She loved that, and he loved it too, not the least for seeing and feeling the nearly involuntary squirms and moans of delight that resulted from doing...it to her."You know I do," she whispered back. "Oh, God, Jon, it feels so good, it's almost better than ever. I don't know why it is, Jon, but today it feels like you could bring me off just by playing with them, nothing more." Want me to try?" he smirked, not that he hadn't spent a good share of his time since they'd woken up playing with those. Weakness, no matter how justified, was not an option. He touched his throat mike. "Who's got eyes? Can anyone see? Answer me, dammit." Alpha Team here, no movement in the house. What the hell happened? Looks like one of our guys is down." I'm near the backdoor. Want me to rush?" Roberto, the man who cut the power earlier, was waiting in ambush behind the house. His job was to cut short any escape attempts."Affirmative. Take the backdoor, meet up with Bravo Team out front. Go! Bravo Team you. Legally she was a minor, and legally the Mentariata was her guardian. Before she was discovered to be empathic, she had daydreamed of her seventeenth birthday, she had fantasized about what she could do with such freedom. In her early years at the Mentariata, where the age seventeen was no longer the mark of freedom, Majgen had many times thought about her future graduation, how her life would change once she became Etaron. She had tried to quell an often devastating feeling of despair at her. ”“I am Samuel Eyre Hollister. I will be 19 in November.”“‘Eyre’?”“My grandfather is Charles Stuart Eyre. His grandfathers – maybe great-grandfathers – were both explorers. The Eyre part of my family has been here since 1832. The Stuart part since 1838. Not very long. Anyway, I went to school in Sydney till I was nine. Then I was home-schooled till I was twelve. Then I went to a boarding school north of Sydney. I graduated. Now I am on walkabout.”“That tells me little. I attended the Aboriginal.