Curly responded immediately with a promise of help, not questions. How different my new life with Nicolette, John, and Curly was from the old one with...Harold. I scratched the skin under my shirt collar, chafing.Back at Sea Cliff I got naked at the door. I gathered my entire wardrobe, clothes, underwear, shoes, everything, and put them in one of the big trash bins downstairs. I emptied my backpack and did the same with it. I’d go to school in my new yoga outfit or one of those fancy dresses. At first, I thought she was doing great for an elderly primapara. Two kids would usually have kept those alarms jangling 24/7. The alarm system was not making so fierce a racket around the life room at HQ because she was ignoring the kids, and, for that matter, Paul and the home, too. ‘What the hell is she doing?’ I wondered. I scrolled through her whole file, and it turned out she was working super hard on her career. That much must be conceded. And she was really the bread winner in the. “Me,” Brent answered. The buzzing between her legs stopped.I elaborated. “I hacked the software so that Brent could connect to my phone and in turn allow him to operate the v-” I stopped myself from saying ‘vibrator’ aloud as several families were all within earshot around us now. “the ‘device’, from the fire-station. If that isn’t the ‘next best thing to being there’ then I don’t know what is.”“Aaron, you arranged all that?” Emma asked incredulously.“I did. I have skills beyond those in the. In any college in this country, you will need to take a course something like it, and the sooner you take it, the better." All right, let's do it then. Beyond that, I really don't much care what I take, so long as the course will count for dual credit in my high school, and I can transfer the credit elsewhere. In fact, I'd like to take as many courses that meet those requirements as I can." Well, since you're coming here on a high school dual enrollment program, you're limited to six hours,".