.and I saw no panty lines under the tight material. We had more drinks, and she asked me how my love life had been going. I pointed to my sling saying... I had been trussed up like a rodeo steer since the accident. She smiled and said, "Hmmm...bet you're more than a bit horny." I gave a fake laugh, and said I had become a monk. She found that very funny, and as she laughed, her breasts rose and fell together, bound by the bullet bra.I had a bit of a buzz, so I thought I'd try her a bit. "What. Her talent would surely bloom and become stronger, perhaps reaching the Special-Class."W- well!! Let's give her applause!"The stuttering professor was caught off guard and started clapping hard. He was surprised to see the dummy test that he had just recently bought become ashes. He knew that Scarlett would burn the target but he didn't expect her to completely roast it to nothing. He could mend the dummy if it was still solid but not anymore, the poor guy became one with the earth.'I heard. "hey." I said my voice almost breaking. He was making me nervous."well first day and I'm already in here. Probably will be tommorow.". I cracked a smile and finally loosened my fist and dropped my pencil. I leaned down to get it the same time he did and we smacked heads. We both started cracking up. I looked at him still laughing."sorry." I said between giggles."it's okay." He leaned down again and grabbed my pencil. "here." He held the pencil out and I reached for it. Our fingers brushed. She had once broached the subject of having to stay here. Tristan had averted that decision for the present; he knew she could not hide indefinitely.When Tristan returned he sensed something very wrong. Strong feelings of fear, hatred, and anger filled her mind. His chest tightened. Had someone walked by and seen her? Maybe the authorities had been tipped off and had come to arrest them both. He took tight control of his thoughts and with slow deliberation walked around his cottage. No official.