I wasn't expecting anyone and figured it would not do any harm to ignore the annoyance and let the caller believe I was not home.With this in mind I b...egan to slip back into the fantasy. Determined this time to reach that high I was climbing quickly towards. The knocking continued. Angry now at this disturbance I cursed under my breath, "Can't this fuckwit work out that either I am not bloody home, or I don't fucking care to answer the door?!"But as the pounding got louder, it was apparent that. Turay.”“Is it Pen, Sword, Shield, Cart, or Hearth today, Sada?” he asked with a grin. One never knew how to address her until she answered that question.“Cart.”“I should have guessed, Cart Sada. You’re sitting in a Jeep,” he said gesturing to her vehicle.“Would you like a ride to your home?”“Yes. That would be wonderful and much appreciated.”The limousine driver dropped his bag into the back of the Jeep. After thanking the driver, Mr. Turay then sat down in the front passenger seat next to. Double maths, double history, music, chemistry and a double English dragged, the image of his aunt flashing up in his wayward mind at every opportunity, in fact Maximus the history master complained of his being distant and Miss Prentis the music teacher, sat behind her desk as upright as ever, throwing her chalk at him to gain his attention, when he found his mind wondering to her underclothes, grinning at the thought of blue bloomers stretched on one so well built. The final bell went, what a. As we approached the old coal yard my heart started to beat faster, would he be busting for a pee again? Would anything happen? Would I pee beside him? Would he make me squirt the “white pee”?To my disappointment he never said a word; he just walked on past the coal yard, as though it didn’t exist. My heart sank. Was there something wrong? Had I done something to upset him? I was dying to ask him, but I daren’t. We said “bye” see you Monday, (he was going away for the weekend with his Mum and.