* * * When fall came, it was time to start school. We arrived at the academy. There was a show that students from the last year pre sented. Also..., my parents and I found my dorm room. We packed one suitcase and tried to bring it in. As we tried, the school offi cials said that everything was provided. After the opening ceremonies, my parents left for home. The academy was nearby, but for the first two years we were required to live on campus. All of us could visit our homes, but we had to. "Angela was a miniature version of Rebecca. Same lush auburn hair, same freckled complexion, and the same bottle-green eyes. Her breasts were a perfectly scaled-down version of Rebecca's 36C's. Her legs were Rebecca's at 14, so were her slender waist, winsome hips, and rather flat though very interesting bottom. Right now that bottom was clad in a pair of pink shorts proclaiming the word PINK. Small breasts taunted through her tank top. She trudged through the bedroom door, bubble gum cracking. Looking around nervously, I performed step-by-step, each instruction given me by my Master. It was dangerous to be doing this. the sun was going down and the angle lit up my exposed skin. Naked from the waist down, I awaited, jotting down my Master's orders. I listened to every detail, of his directions and soon found myself naked from the waist down and my blouse wide open down around my elbows. I felt the warm sunlight as it bathed my dirty parts, as I simply spread myself wide open for. " Max stared intently at the image of a grizzled man holding a yellow plastic capsule, about the size of a thumbnail, in the palm of his hand."Yeah, after you pointed out that some of the miners had lower returns than the other guys, I put a bunch of security cameras around site 4. I caught the fuc – funny-looking punk in action. Looks like we have ourselves a colon smuggler." He flipped to the next image, where the man was holding the capsule up to his mouth. Max sat down in the ergonomic.