And he seems to know about a lot of things. He helped me with my accounting. He says he helps you with your courses. How smart is this guy?’ ‘Well... Ashley, he’s probably the smartest guy you’ll ever meet. He placed out of two years of French and Spanish. That’s all the tests cover. But they evaluated his skills and placed him in graduate level courses in both. ‘He was put in the advanced courses in math, chemistry, biology and physics. He’s here on a National Merit Scholarship. If I didn’t know. For now.Jax rolled over in the softly cushioned bed of his Harem, insuatinghimself more comfortably into the silk sheets, the familiar scents ofspices and perfumes, the sounds of the small fountain, caged gree-greesand fans lulling him for a time. But there was a sense of wrongness thatslowly grew. The scents were stronger, multi-layered and oddly soothing.Calming. The sounds had a crystalline quality, more vibrant and rich. No.Everything was just a little off and his subconscious knew exactly. “Welcome to Oakridge,” Gail said. “We’ve been sent to, well, check you out and see how you wanted to do it, you know, service us.” “Fuck you?” I said with a smile. I knew it was one of my duties. All three nodded and two of them licked their lips. “Mostly, but other things too, sometimes,” Scott said. “Like cunnilingus.” “What are you used to?” I asked, admiring their long legs and their bulging chests. They were all in school uniform, more or less, with very short black skirts and. It was almost like everything felt fresh andnew like when he had taken his first few breaths after stepping out ofthe fart filled truck ride from Albuquerque, as the air tasted so pure,like the young girl he'd become.When their kiss finally paused, a short pant filled his lungs before hecouldn't help but kiss back his date instead of just going through themotions like previously, or in the limo, now instinctively rifling hisnails through Ramiro's hair and pressing up against his rock hard.