"Doc, you're full of it," Kast taunted. "Who gives a shit where Heavenis? It's Ovid we've got to be concerned with." So stop worrying about where this...Ovid is and keep reading," I ordered."By the time of our briefing tomorrow, I want you guys to have thisbinder memorized. You got that?"Everyone barked, "Yes, sir!" and settled into reading at the tableswhere the remains of evening chow had already been cleared away."Doc, come with me for a minute," I said, indicating the smalloffice/sleeping. "It's easy," she said. "We'llteach you. Come on!" Fiona got hold of my hand and took me to where sheand Heather were playing.The game was easy to learn. "This is fun!" I said, jumping across thesquares chalked on the playground. Some of the boys noticed me playingwith the girls, and came over for a closer look. They sat down in a lineon the ground beside the hopscotch grid to watch."Do you boys want to play hopscotch, too?" said Heather."No, thanks," said one of them boys. "We'll just sit here. If looks could kill..."Winner's ball," I said."We're not stupid," Sam shot back. As his buddy tossed me the ball, Sam said, "I'm guarding Brody."Great. I'd played basketball enough to know what that meant. Based on his current attitude towards me, I was pretty sure "guarding Brody" meant "fouling Brody hard every time he touches the ball." Well, if he thought his veiled threat was going to scare me or even make me change my game, he was sadly mistaken. I was smaller than him, sure, but I wasn't. She is beautiful of face with a mouth that you can only imagine wrapped around your cock. She is divorced with a year-old daughter. I selected her as the perfect target for reduction to involuntary slavery. My plan was to place her in a position where she would beg me to fuck her mouth, cunt and asshole rather than have to face the alternatives that I arranged.I advertised for a bookkeeper, interviewed Katrina and hired her. I paid her a salary well in excess of what she had been making and.