She tried to ignore it but it pinged again and she was afraid of John waking.‘Thank you so much. They’re absolutely delightful. I will treasure th...m.’‘I want you to delete them.’‘Why?’‘I made a mistake. I thought you were my husband.’‘What made you think that?’‘Long story. Just delete them please.’“Okay, come for a coffee with me. The buffet car is two carriages down from your rear.’‘I don’t want to see you.’‘How will you know that I have deleted them?’She realised just how stupid her thinking. “Think about it, Zak,” Remi continued, “You’re acting weird, dude. I can understand wanting to take some alone time to indulge in a little…” Remi chuckled and humped his hips. “But, for fuck’s sake, man, let the girl at least eat.” “Eat?” Zak echoed. “Zak.” Devon spoke now. “You’ve been cloistered in your rooms for three days. Neither of you have come down for food nor have you teleported anything up.” Devon’s gaze fell on Alluna for a few seconds before looking back at Zak. “That’s fucking. But after school and on weekends I was theskinny youngest kid with the high pitched voice that the other kidspicked on. And while all the foster kids in the house were expected topitch in and help out with the chores, they made it clear to me that ifI didn't want to be treated any worse than I was already being treated,that I'd better do their share of the chores for them. So while theywere out going to a movie or playing with their friends, I was the onestuck in the house - doing laundry,. She kissed his penis as a final thank you for all the fun it had brought her.The other girls left for home at about nine; but not Angie. When the last of the football team were blown, she waved over about twenty-five other guys, mostly guys from her school who had been mulling around, just watching.Angie’s Mom showed up at around eleven that night to see if it was time to drive her daughter home; but she waited patiently while Angie had her fun. Mom loved the fact that I had a camera and.