From what Eric and Andrea tell me, Anton seems to thrive in their company, and isn’t that the best we can hope for any of our youngsters?”“But H...orst,” she groaned, “the legalities! Yes, Anton will eventually have a foster family, but not without the prospective parents being carefully vetted! Eric and Andrea aren’t even married!”Schuler waved off her concern. “Nothing we can’t work around, is it? He’ll still be here for regular therapy sessions. You’ve already vetted Eric, haven’t you? I mean. We are being tested and trained by those dungeons. Those that are in the Violet Gates will eventually want to try the Indigos, Indigos to Blues and so on. Endurance, patience, Skill, awareness, and planning are all necessary for survival. Survival of you, survival of your team, and survival of your friends and loved ones.“Big mistakes cost lives. Minimizing mistakes saves lives. That is what the planning is for. Right now, my team is practicing various ways of fighting Ghoul Lords. None of us. I was just lying around the house all dressed up when suddenly I looked out the window and saw my fathers work truck pulling into the drive way. I started to panic and went upstairs into my room. I jumped under the covers and took off my wig. At least he would not see me dressed up in my slutty outfit. I heard him open the door, I heard the thump of his duffel bag as it hit the floor, I was starting to sweat from my nervousness.I could hear him as he came up the stairs, hopefully going into his. Their online conversations these past few months had never patently breached the subject, even if the sexual tension manifested itself now and again through innuendos and double-entendres. Since Kristina had come off the train, they had been clearly flirting, with some touching, caresses even. They both expected it to happen, yet no one was making the first overt move. “Well…” Kristina got up and stood in front of him, undoing the towel which dropped to the ground, and said softly with a slight.