Now her father would forever keep watch over his beloved town below, just as his newspaper had kept vigil through the good and lean years. As a barefo...ot child, her father had brought her up this hill, first on his strong shoulders, then hand-in-hand when her coltish legs grew stronger. He taught her to love this hill which blocked out the northern gales in winter, and replenished the town’s wells during the spring runoff. ‘This hill stands guard over the town,’ her father would say with a sweep. Something that can help get Valeria out of trouble.”Her expression softened into pain. She squeezed her hands before her. “There isn’t a way around the fact that she’s a member of staff and had sex with you outside of a lesson or your practice. There’s no twisting this into her favor. Not if the rumors are true.”“Please, I love her,” I said. Saying those words to Randi only made the pain worse. “This is all my fault.”“She’s the adult.”“I pushed it,” I said, knowing it was a lie. We both pushed. Her cunt tingled with wild pleasure, her body glowed, and her mouth caressed the nine inch fuck pole that had become her magic carpet to youth and passion. Lucy Parsons was ecstatically alive."I guess this means that I have the day off," he said, laughing.CHAPTER FOURBy five-thirty, Carol Bradford was ready. The catered buffet was set up, the wine chilled, the neighbors invited. Peter's flight schedule had been checked and Marsha's route and time had been efficiently plotted. The only thing. He told her more about his world, she shared her tales of her life as ruler of Fantasia.She grew to look forward to Bastian's visits with great eagerness not proper for a ruler like herself.She didn't realize it then, but looking back now she knew she had been falling in love with him.But then Bastian's visits started becoming less frequent, he didn't look at Fantasia with the same wonder as he did before.He didn't seem to have time to tell her tales of the human world anymore, and his outlook.