. Sybil at home ... what was she doing now ... vacuuming the house? getting ready to make his dinner for that night? There was no neglect there ... sh... certainly took good care of his stomach ... but as for the rest ... Already his big, semi-hardened penis was stirring ominously between his legs like some enormous sleeping monster, being awakened by a beautiful princess ... but the princess wasn’t his wife Sybil ... It was Nita Bramble! He could feel the blood racing through his veins, rushing. She was less dismissive than Christine, but apparently only so that she could insult him."What you smiling about?" she asked. "You look like a fucking idiot." Oh, I just think this whole detention thing might wind up being funner than I expected," he said, openly ogling her chest."Whatever!" she said and went back to drawing a zombie decapitating Ms. Moran."No, really, I think we can have some fun with the old bitch," Kyle said. "Maybe we could have some fun together afterwards."Erika sighed. She gave a reply as yes and asked her if we can go in. She said why not and we got in the room. As we got in she tried looking for the switch to turn the lights on. Unfortunately, when she switched it on no lights were popping up. She told me that the lights may be out and that it needs to be fixed. As she told me to come and look at the other antiques, I grabbed her arm close to me and planted a huge kiss on her lips. She retreated back telling me this is not the right place to do this right. ‘You know very well no one would harm the girl Kolden or I would have there head. But alas I do not see one here. Where is this girl you speak of.’ Kolden slowly moved to the side and revealed me to his brother the Jarl. I was afraid to look up and actually look at the man. ‘Look at me sweeting, let me see the prize that my brother helped.’ That comment made me angry. After the past two weeks, and the stupid man thought me some sort of prize. ‘I am no man’s damned prize.’ I yelled as I looked.