They decided to order some fruit, veggies and some soda. They were athletes and needed to be in shape for the games, so they could not indulge in some...of the items. They laughed and joked about what the really wanted to order until there was a knock. Ryan stood slowly and retrieved their order. The trio sat on the floor and continued to talk about their lives while they ate. They talked about home, family, and friends and of course the upcoming games. Mike excused himself and left Ryan and Jo. His time at Jackson High had taught him to give lip service to whatever cause the teachers were pushing, 'cooperate and graduate' as they said.Mrs. Amundson was blonde and Swedish, with big boobs and a shaved pussy. He'd stared at it all during class. Shaved pussies weren't uncommon at school. As far as he could tell, most girls went through stages: first, having hair was a badge of some kind, that she was an adult; then trimming it back, ostensibly for a bathing suit outside of school, usually. "Des, are you well? You look pale." I'm fine. I still get tired easily and dizzy sometimes. It's already been a long day." You are still recovering. You should refrain from talking mind to mind with Del for awhile, I think." That's what I think triggered this. Either that or the fact that I haven't eaten yet today." I chuckled."Des! You know better than that." Cyndar said scoldingly, "Do you have something at hand to eat or should I call Del to get you some of your smoked meat from the cold. .." She smiled to herself suddenly, as she stopped at the foot of the stairs. "Maybe that's the answer?"She walked upstairs to take a shower and prepare herself for another trying day of fielding questions, without betraying Marcus's confidences.It was still quite early in the morning and her shower was a leisurely one, where she gently ran her hands down her body, following the path of Marcus's kisses ... his hands, his tongue.There were small marks here and there, around her nipples and at.