It was in fact the very first day of the new semester that I return home to find the house looking sacked-things missing everywhere. Dad had healed up...and snuck out. Just when things had finally started to look normal again, he ran out on us. Not too long afterward, mom was served divorce papers and we all had to move. We had long sustected that his obsession with the church and local church school had something to do with a certain teacher, whom for a woman in her mid to late 40's wasn't so. It was kind of surprising to hear Dave say that she had a good-looking pussy. She had looked at her crotch a couple times, but didn't think that there was anything special about it. She had even looked at the goodies of a couple of her friends, when she was younger, but they looked pretty much just like hers. "Ah ... thanks, Dave."Dave continued to look at her pussy and then asked, "Amy, could you tell me what the different parts of your pussy are?"Amy couldn't believe that she was going to. Not if honest hearts still rule them. Besides, I have a trump card they might not wish me to play." What is that?" Earth. The truth is still unknown on Earth. It would set their plans back for decades at least to have the truth about their existence and of the Light come out." You would do that?" The only threat they can make is to harm you. The only threat I can make is to reveal that truth. Neither is willing to see the other's threat become reality, so we have a standoff. Assuming they are. ‘I’ll be wearing a blue denim jumpsuit with a gold macramé belt and a yellow plastic flower in my hair above my right ear. That flower will be yours to take home so you can always remember the first time we met. Do guys keep keepsakes like this?’ She drew a bewildered looking smiley face with a question mark above it. ‘I hope you are indeed reading my notes as ZZ says. And I also hope you come to the dance to meet me. But if you don’t reply to this and you don’t attend the dance, I’ll presume.