Emma also knew Lucas was most definitely wearing a yellow neckerchief. That neckerchief was as equally important to Lucas as was the tattoo on his fac...e. Both signified, to Lucas at least, that he was a Law Officer. A Law Officer from the future.Lucas Bishop claimed to have traveled back in time 70 years to protect Professor Xavier and his school because he failed to do so in the future.Emma was positive, that in fact Lucas did not travel back in time as he claimed, but she would acknowledged. I’d found a passion for something that stayed with me through my life, though it had led me through perilous times.I never mentioned having found her secret map. Perhaps I had been the problem that drove her to a secret meeting in the woods. And what had they done? Probably climbed a tree. Played pirates. Gossiped about their friends. Had a silly argument that drove a wedge between them. Maybe about church.I tried to lighten up.That was easier said than done. And during her freshman year in. To Becca it looked so in need of attention the way it seemed to bobinvitingly before her parted lips.After a moment of observing the dollop of fluid oozing forth, Becca leaned forward, stretching her tongue to take the morsel of juice. Her eyes turned up to meet her Master's gaze as she did this small thing on her own.Feeling Becca's soft tongue swipe away the oozing essence from the tip of his quivering rock hard penis, James was tempted to pull her head back and plunge into the warm wet. The surprise, you pervert,’ she added when he leered at her. ‘No. Not just yet. I want to keep you in suspense.’ Elizabeth gave him a dark look and said, ‘I don’t like surprises, Doug … come on, tell me what it is.’ ‘Nope, E. You’re just going to have to wait.’ ‘Damn it, Doug, don’t tease me.’ He shook his head at her, then made a motion of zipping his lips. ‘I’ll get you for that,’ she warned before fairly springing on him and tickling his armpits and his stomach (he’s the only ticklish man.