He looked up and she smiled slightly, revealing perfect, but mahogany brown teeth, then her eyes closed and she collapsed into the water.With panicked...strokes, he managed to swim to her and drag her back to the raft, and heaved her onto it. She was not petite like the elves he had seen in the Windy Isles, and he guessed she was his own height, or just shy of it. He feared at first she was dead, but she breathed as he slid her onto the rough wooden boards. He pulled himself onto the raft, and. So, he raised an eyebrow at Randall and saw immediate remorse on the man’s face.Grace noticed, too. But, as usual, she was gracious. “Randall, you are a sight for sore eyes. I’m so thankful that you are here to help us with everything and take us home.”Randall tilted his head and smiled. “It’s my pleasure, Mrs. Stewart.”When they entered the house, Mac scooped up Grace and carried her across the threshold of his front door.“Put me down, silly. I don’t want you pulling a muscle in your back!”Mac. When I looked up there she was, the "other" Amber, standing near the back of the room watching me and smiling. I stared at her, stunned, she looked the same, was even dressed the same, as she had been all those years ago in that waiting room. The principle said something, probably because I was standing there like an idiot, and I glanced away. When I looked back, she was gone. Far from weirding me out, it made me very happy to see her. I had no idea what it was, but there was a bond between us. In Part two, we took each others virginity, after I told her to stay in my room. This morning I awoke her with a fuck, then we had some fun in the shower.All of the stories I post are true. This happened a matter of hours ago. Grace is with me for another week, so more to come! I awoke on Saturday morning with a huge grin. The weekend had arrived, we could spend all day together, rather than coming in from school and squuezing in a couple of hours. As I have every day this week, I woke up.