She said will tell you later, for now let’s keep quite without getting caught. I said fine but can I please feel you. She said do whatever you want ...to put don’t open my clothes. She was wearing a skirt and top. I said no need to open anything, you just be still and I will give you some pleasures. She knew what was coming (this she confessed later) but acted dumb. I slid my hands under her top and started to press her boobs from over her bra. She moved slightly to adjust herself and I pushed my. They weren't exaggerating.With only two weeks left before I was to graduate fromhigh school and no definite plans for anything, I hadbeen kind of out of sorts. My birthday offered arelief from all that concern about my future.Or so I thought.I went into the house at about 3:30 and was surprisedto see Dad home from work already. He was quite a hardworker and never took time off. How nice that he wouldwant to be home for my birthday. I greeted him, thenMom, as she entered the front room. I was a. "There's obviously been a error, as Manuels memories were meant to beerased," Debbie explained."We totally altered your physiology because you were the perfectcandidate, a genetic match with sufficient mass. I'll get to work oneliminating Manuel," she said coldly before leaving, Annette expected meto react and later asked why I didn't. I didn't because there's stillplenty of time to talk sense into them.I spent the next few days in Francines home noting the sea view to bevery different. As I draw itfrom the bag, I check to see that its 'cover' is in place.The books cover, just under the plain art designed printed cover paper.Is a special cloth, that is embroidered in magic runes. The cloth keepsall the 'bad' of the book within it and lets me read it outside of a'safe' zone, like the research library. The bag I drew it from...is evenmore guarded, as I am the only one who can open it.I set all my things on the table between seat rows. My book, a note bookand all my writing.