" Revanche quickly left to the sound of Mar and his Grandfather roaring with laughter again.Revanche lay in the grass next to Trink's small cottage by... the open window, he called Trink's name several times but got no answer, he knew Trink was home though because he heard the sound of pots and pans slamming around. Rolling onto his back he picked a piece of grass play with it he started talking to Trink about learning how to fight with a sword and how hard he was finding it but he thought he was. " Call me Paul. It's good to meet you, Al." He held out his hand and I shook it firmly. His wife held out hers and I shook it firmly though more gently."I am Linda, Al. Lisa has told us some about you. Actually, she has told us nothing but about you." Her smile was dazzling like her daughter's. Lisa and I followed her parents into the sanctuary. She took my arm. I guided her in next to her parents and sat next to her.I had received a program from an usher. Reading it, I realized that the order. "You're a cocksucker," she told her reflection and laughed again.Alone in her room meant she had no reason to stay dressed or hesitate before taking care of herself. That was always the way she liked to think about it, "taking care of herself." She though the word masturbation sounded too clinical and playing with herself sounded funny to her. She stripped naked, because she could, laid on top of her covers and began rubbing her pussy. "Cocksucker," she told herself as she zeroed in on her clit. Max was afraid of no one and no consequences and yet eyes keep darting in every which way. Someone definitely didn't want to be seen talking to you right now. Maybe something serious really did happen. Maybe whatever comes next, you can use this to possibly earn some sort of get-out-of-jail-free card and maybe finally get out form under the thumb of your longstanding tormentor.You both enter the school and you follow Max through the hallways. Other students give Maxx a wide birth and you.