He didn't want to take this test! And if he didn't do it, if he skipped out, they'd know before he got home later today and then he'd be in really dee... caca.Dammit, he hadn't asked to be born! Or extracted! And he hadn't asked for the fuckin' Sa'arm to attack earth next year either, making all of this have to happen. All he wanted was for life to go on as it had for the last six years since they had gotten here. It was good and it was comfortable! He had brothers and sisters, three mothers and. He gave thought to abandoning his pursuit of breakfast in favor of pursuing her, but his stomach dissuaded him by growling."Come on, you," she said laughingly. "We'd better feed the beast inside before it claws its way out."She looked at him curiously when he took her hand, stopping her."How about you?" he asked cautiously. "You need a little something?"Smiling at his consideration, she replied, "I'm okay for now. Ask me later and we'll see."Keeping possession of the hand he'd stopped her with,. Matt and Kristy sat together on the left side a few rows from the back. Mr. Benton was on this bus and sat up front next to the second bus driver. This was a long haul journey. They were in the lead bus.The buses were plush. The buses were roomy. Mr. Benton encouraged the kids to stay seated, but only enforced it if they started to get out of hand. The bus was full of excitement and frivolity.A lunch stop. A dinner stop. The hardest part was trying to herd the students back on the bus.There. “What are the two of you up to?” Michael asked. His voice held no edge of hostility when he spoke. “We’re just starting our own private nudist colony,” she smiled. “Want to join?” “You know what I mean. Are the two of you fucking?” There it was. The pivotal question. She could simply answer, "No," allowing her to return to the comforts she previously experienced in her marriage or she could go for more. It amazed her that her decision came so easily. “No. I haven’t let him fuck me. Not yet..