‘Andrew has said you are making him work Sunday morning,’ Stephen said during a lull in the conversation as they ate. ‘Yes, but he said he did n...t mind,’ Bella chewed her lip wondering if she had interfered with some mentoring they were doing. ‘I am sure he doesn’t, what work do you need done on a Sunday?’ He asked and Bella briefly explained about seeking out a particular artisan. ‘So you have become a stalker?’ He smirked at her. ‘I guess,’ she frowned not sure how to take the comment and. “Well I need you for something, you have to Karaoke,” Beth says taking my casted hand and pulling me. Oh what sweet hell is this, I have to sing. I’m lead out to the stage at the end of the pool and there is a spot light, lovely. I sit and as soon as I hear the music I groan, she actually did her homework on me. It’s Music of the Night from as my costume dictates, Phantom of the Opera. I’ve sang this privately, I’ve sang a great many thing privately and away from the ears of my so called family. "Your surprise is in the spare room," she said. It was a surprise indeed. Sitting on the bed in the spare room was Sylvie's friend Maureen, dressed in a short skirt, which revealed her long legs. Her big tits bulged out of a low-cut white top. "There," Sylvie said, "Doesn't she look good enough to eat?" Maureen smiled, that superior smile of hers. "I'm not going to let you feast your eyes any more," Sylvie said. "After all, she is a married woman." Sylvie pulled a bandana from the dresser and. Steve pulled out his computer and brought up some programs which he said would tell if the same computer came in the room. Now that we were pretty sure that Jeremy wasn't the one messing around, I felt comfortable giving him a call and asking him to meet on campus. I left the two of them there since I didn't want Jeremy to know about them yet. Jeremy had found us a room that we could have some privacy in."Jeremy, I know we went through the Leaks, but do you think there's anyone here who might.