"Tom remarked, "Talking about finding cash, Enid tells me you suggested me finding a publisher on Rehome. As far as I know there is NO publisher on Re...home, apart from our online newspaper business. We don't publish books."Jeannette had also been thinking, so she responded, " ... yet".Tom was startled. "What do you mean? I can't get into publishing books!"Jeannette smiled dangerously at him. "No, but I could." How could you? It is not just a matter of setting up the business. You need capital. I guess that was what happened tonight. I refilled our wine glasses and we talked for a while.She moved over closer to me. I slowly wrapped my arms around her and gave her a slight kiss. She responded much more passionately than I expected. Soon we were kissing passionately. I did not rush her and only advanced in our lovemaking when she increased her passion.She sat up, and I thought it was over. She removed her bra and pulled my face to her breasts. Tears started down her face and I removed. Our breathing quickened when he started feeling around between my legs, tracing his fingers gently up and down my moist slit, feeling my lips and spreading them open slightly. Without realising until I had done it I spread my legs wider, allowing him better access. Slow and tender he continued to run his fingers up and down my entrance, inching just the tip of a finger inside once more. I was hesitant the first time, but now I welcomed it. I craved it.Robert teased me like this for a few. 0, National Honor Society, Mensa, Mu Alpha Theta, The Presidents Society. She tested out of her freshman year. 202 IQ. Top 1%. Speaks four foreign languages like a native. Smart cookie. A lot like you." What kind of a genius are you? Kids like me don't grow on trees. In Germany, kids like me were genetically altered and specifically selected. My dad was one." I'm just a lowly 142 IQ and her mom is 168. We're simple people." Yeah. Right. You've always been smarter than your neighbors haven't.