It is a small school, very well regarded and free of the pettiness and tomfoolery so often associated with boarding schools. Randy's mother is an Amer...ican citizen, and as such, Randy is automatically a citizen of both countries. Because of that, some of Randy's classmates affectionately gave him a nickname of "Yank". After the accident that killed his siblings, his classmates had closed quickly around him to provide support for him in his time of grief. The bond that formed between them was. I’m going to have to have stern words with my digital security team.” He then looked puzzled and asked, “But why? We don’t get on, but I operate a trade license for House Valaden. Sending me off on a fool’s errand for a week will have hit her House’s profits.”John sighed and said ruefully, “She asked us to help her on a little side mission before we could meet with Edraele Valaden. She duped us into going to Quanthos and a run-in with the Fulmanax.”Ceraden’s eyes widened with alarm as he. Your finger did.”“Where the hell do you learn about these things?”Kelly grinned, putting her arms around my waist so she could press her body against mine. “The magazine has more than pictures in it, there are stories too. I’ve been reading them.”I put my hands on Kelly’s bottom, kneading her cheeks with my fingers. “Oh really? Maybe you should share some of the stories with me.”“Hmmm, I’d rather do what I’ve learned. Besides the magazine, my roommate has been telling me things, things she does. Her added sympathy also included some hands-on commiseration from Monique’s middle-aged father sporting a semi-erection doubtlessly just taken out of my mom’s hungry pussy. I saw Monique stare at it and her look of lust was unmistakable. Strangely, I could identify with her feelings of lost love because it was identical to my similar feelings toward my stepsister Susan and her cane damaged bottom.I didn’t notice any objection to my mom’s suggestion that Susan accompany us on our island-hopping.