The rapport frenzy set in, and, as the lust increased and we reached climax, the knowledge flowed as well.After we recovered, the two did a “teachba...k” to me, so I could confirm their new knowledge.Vivian began the big picture. “There are over a dozen intelligence agencies, not all of which are relevant to this situation. As a group, however, they have the coordinating U.S. Intelligence Board (USIB), chaired by the Director of Central Intelligence, who is dual-hatted to run the CIA. At USIB. They laughed, but uneasily. The professor's expression was unreadable.Professor Hughes assigned separate rooms to himself and his students on the second floor. The girls were assigned to the West hall and the men the East. The professor's room was closest to the stairs, so he would keep an eye out for any shenanigans, especially from Lance and Mandy.He let them settle into their posh bedrooms while he unpacked and made sure his equipment was still working. Unbeknownst to the students, they were. We had a detention facility underground and even a first class medical facility.I was using an electric sled and glided over the reef and rolled and turned to slip between it and the next. The gill pack was only a whisper as I searched for a lost diver. I had been underwater fifteen minutes after being dropped out of a flyer. The rest of the dive group were already on the way back to the resort.I turned to go over the next reef and stopped as I saw a flash. I left the sled and dove and swam. I walked up to her--we practically had sex, and I didn't even know her name--and she leaned up against me, putting her hand on my shoulder, and whispered into my ear, "Karen needs to pee too." Uhm..." I stammered and checked out Karen. Super cute with short blonde hair and a tight green sweater showing her bare midriff."You have to! Look at the line," she said while pointing at the line that must have had at least 15 women standing in it. There were even three men waiting to use the men's.