You, Mara, Concubine of the Throne, could be the one in control now.Yes, the thought grows more appealing with each second of deliberation.You go down...and take Plagueis' ring, crown, and scepter, banish the two carcasses, then turn and strut into the inner sanctum. There, on a wide, low dias, is the throne. Tall and ornate, a silver chair studded with magic gems that store extra mana to fuel powerful rituals, and reinforced with a powerful binding curse that connects the minds and powers of all. Ed Meyer. Last year, just before midterm of my sophomore year, release from typing class meant I had an hour to fill. Mr. Meyer snapped me up and I became an unofficial teacher's assistant. Unknown to the administration and in violation of all the rules, I had a key to the shop area. The shop was an addition at the back of the gymnasium. The bus garage was located between the shop and the edge of the school property, blocking the shop from view from off the school property. A similar addition. “Maybe we can work on that this weekend, on both of you. This lake’s gonna be crawling with girls, just take your pick,” Kevin placated his friends. “In the meantime, I think we should take our stuff inside, don’t we, Kie?”“Sure, yeah,” Kieran nodded, he had almost forgotten about their bags and suitcases, what with all the arguments. He went over to the back of his red sedan and popped up the trunk, allowing Kevin and Cody to retrieve their duffel bags.“Holy shit!” Kevin widened his eyes once. She answered with a smile. She moved towards the lift and I was watching her jiggling ass through her office formals. After the necessary briefing and introduction, we left for Delhi. I was an economy class passenger while she had a premium economy class ticket for the flight. We reached Delhi. Once we checked in our rooms around 4 PM, I got a call on the room’s phone. “Anshuman, be in my room within 5 minutes.” Her tone was firm and dominating. Before I could reply “Yes Ma’am” she disconnected.