" He said, surprised. "Well, that is a very old story I've not told anyone in some time. But I suppose it starts with Thermopylae." "Thermopylae? Isn'... that a place?" Lena asked. "Yes, Lena." he replied. "A place in Greece just outside Sparta. I fought with the three hundred there against the Persian horde. I slew what must have been over a hundred Persians that day in the name of Sparta and of my patron goddess. All Spartan warriors pay homage to Ares, god of war, but my family came from. As i wanted to turn myself to her, Susi pushed me by the hips back on my back. So that i still laying straight on my back and my dick facing hard straight upwards.(I later found out why she did that)Now i had one hand between her legs. It was not the est position to seduce her, but at that moment i thought she liked the view or didn´t wanted me to enter her.She was wet now. I´d love to lick her dry and taste her pussy juice, but obviously she didn´t want me to go down or change my position.. When the room was empty, she finally had the courage to open it. She read the card."For Casual Fridays -- Wear it well, wear it dangerously. With much love from Dirk, Nick, Paul, and Abe" The handwriting on the card was different for each name.She opened the box. It was a new red scarf.Towards the end of last period AP class, there was an accident at one of the lab benches. It was a bad, but not dangerous, spill with much broken glass and other stuff on the floor. Jessica called for a. That was when she summed it all up.Nick had rubbed his eyes and asked where Gianna had been during all this. Zola told him that not only had Gianna been there every step of the way, she’d repeatedly reassured them they didn’t need to bother Nick with this.So, Nick had gone down to breakfast in the west dining room where he’d met Rosie and Violet, the managers of the Blue Rose. While Nick suspected some of the strippers had come less out of concern for Prudence than as an excuse to personally.