Stuie, you are about the most beautiful man your age on the face of the earth. Stuie reached to give her a hug and a kiss. I guess it was really worth...all the fuss and trouble after all, my little pixie. But he pondered perhaps an actvity that he had long dismissed for ridiculous amusement may have its deep roots in attraction for the opposite sex and should simply not rule it out as a very personal way of cementing bonds of true love and closeness. Now my little troublemaker, we need to see if. But this was different - it was too much to bear for a poor soul. Her life, their lives were in danger; she had a job to do."Livia, congratulations, you are a [Princess], or at least something close enough."Rhea barely poker-faced her way."What do you mean by close enough? Rhea, tell me. How bad is it?"Livia obviously didn't buy it. Rhea sighed, taking a moment to think, weighing the pros and cons of revealing it to her. Her class was her own responsibility to bear, and she would eventually. He was waiting for the post, out of work he had tried (at least he had gone through the motions of trying, he knew better than get a job, and sweat for a living), no matey he was bright enough to at least fain dimness, and play along as a prize come weekend for the raffle and did it to appease aunty) so as I said he had outwardly tried everything for a job, with help, he had written, applied, walked the streets desperately pretending to try to get a job but with his qualifications it was not. Or she could walk home but that was about a 10 km walk.I told her that really sucks and then offered her a lift home. She said that would be lovely if I didn't mind and I told I don't mind at all and we made our way to my car. We hopped in and I slowly drove her home as we chatted. While chatting i glanced over to her and looked down at her legs as our school just recently went back into summer uniform. Her dress was midway up her thighs and her thighs looked rather sexy. Halfway to her house.