It was, in a word, miserable. She hadn’t seen Sierra or Aedan in days, hadn’t had any down time or companionship, and she was starting to wonder i... she hadn’t misread the signs from the Maker after all – perhaps he just meant for her to ride herself to an early death, rather than help save the world?She’d made it to a camp just as the sun was setting, but before she’d had the chance to set up her soggy tent, she’d been approached by the communications officer, or Commie, as they were known – a. She could almost imagine what the kiss would be like, but not quite. Today during the boys tutoring session she was going to somehow broach the subject. Subtlety just wouldn't work on a mere twelve-year-old boy.Starting today I was to be introduced to the home school subjects. Debra had been testing me to find out if the previous tutors hired by my father had properly prepared me for advanced schooling. Apparently, she was satisfied. I was going to be tutored in all the same subjects taught to. Tech four years in Guntur is very new experience for me. I use to live outskirts of Guntur so I used to stay at college hostel. Coeducation colorful life loads of girls and entirely new life. I brought new laptop which I use to accesses to porn sites and sex stories. I always used to fantasies sex with older women (not too old). My mind started thinking about every possible sexy woman I have seen around. Few months passed its time for Dussera holidays. I don’t want to go home; its just 3 days. She hurried out before we began what would take another hour. I cleaned up and followed a few minutes later.I knocked on the solarium door before entering, and heard Sherrie call out for me to joining them in the kitchen. Jennifer was sitting in her wheel chair waiting for me, by the kitchen table. She was dressed in a pretty skirt and blouse that I stopped to admire. Her smile was all the thanks I needed. Mr. Crane was finishing up the crossword puzzle from the local paper, and Sherrie was.