"David closed his eyes, and cursed his mother. Repeatedly.Oliver, you don't know what you're talking about... let me out. Let me out, and I promise no...hing will happen to you and me. I know what to do. But you have to let me..." Just wait, David. Please... do what she says. Do what she says David, and then we'll be together." Oliver, you're wrong. She's planning to leave dad, that's why she doesn't want you talking to him about me... Oliver, she's crazy, if you listen to her..." I have to go. Well, he doesn't finish." I can't believe I'm asking, but why not?" Ah, now that's why I'm here. It's one of the things I want to find out." You're his... therapist?"Lucilla laughed out loud then, her breasts shaking with her body. "Therapist. Hear that, Zane? Therapist. No. No, Claire, I'm not a therapist. Nor a counsellor. I'm not a shrink either." So then... what are you?" Ah. Well, I'm not sure I should say. Should I, Zane? Oh yes, he can't speak." Tell me, Lucilla. Please tell me." I'll. We mounted up and left to return to Jack's ranch. There would be answers or we would be the butt of a huge joke. Either way we would be sure and out of there before dark.Steve fell-in beside me as we casually rode to the ranch. It was a beautiful day and I felt great. It seemed that my bike was handling better than usual as I easily dodged a jackrabbit that skittered into my path. The wind in my face was full of fragrances I had missed the night before.As we rode I became more aware of. Reynolds?” “Hi, Principal Powers. You’re here late.” “Yes, well, I was hoping to go over tomorrow’s assembly with you.” “Tomorrow’s what--?” I couldn’t believe that Tiffany was still licking me clean under the desk. “You know, Ms. Powers, I don’t think now is a good time. Um… perhaps tomorrow morning, we’ll work out the final details.” “Alright, yes, you look a little preoccupied. Tomorrow then.” “Thank you Ms. Powers.” As soon as Ms. Powers closed the door, I.