I wanted to be. I should go to my father, suck his cock, let him fuck my pussy, let him breed me.I squeezed my eyes shut. “I need to see Sven right ...ow. I have to talk to him. Make sure he's okay.”If I didn't, I would go to my father. Only my love for Sven tethered me away from the enchantment that had turned my desires to my father. That made me want to be his incestuous lover. I groaned and shuddered. Then I lay back on the bed. I closed my eyes. My soul reached out. I felt all my proxies,. It was novel to be talking to someone between classes. Novel to be talking to a girl. I found myself asking “You heard Wham!s Last Christmas yet?”“Of course! Who hasn’t? Everybody’s already lost”I just shrugged again as an answer. Tracy grinned.“But we can start new game right now? See who can go the longest without hearing Mariah Carey’s All I want For Christmas? Our own Mariahggedon!” Tracy was excited now, babbling friendlily. We’d reached the next classroom and she paused, holding us back:. There never was anything special between us and I guess she wanted to make sure that wouldn’t change. That didn’t stop me from remembering her ass in her white shorts that ended up with grape jelly on the back. ‘So,’ and smiling without looking at her, I said, ‘Were you able to get the jelly out of your shorts?’ ‘They were ruined, so I had to throw them away.’ ‘You sure were a mess when you left.’ ‘Sam, I wasn’t really mad at you. I was mad at Roscoe of course, but mostly I was so frustrated. That last one needs to be flattened tightly to the side of the keel and shaped to blow inward. The repeater should have two way communications which should enable us to retrieve information from the retriever and blow the charges from several miles away. Also keep in mind that I want to be able to set off each explosive separately.”“I can handle it in my sleep, Skipper, but should I also attach a beacon to help us locate the ship when we want to retrieve the information?”“A beacon is a good.