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     "Dont worry. I'll come 2U 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas." It was then that Kat saw 8streetlatinas, through the library window, an RV's door open. A 8streetlatinas male figure clad in black emerged and 8thstreetlatinas walked to 8streetlatinas the 8streetlatinas library. His face was hidden by his hood, but what she saw looked nice. He disappeared from 8thstreetlatinas her view for a while, but then entered the library from the north door. He gestured 8streetlatinas her to 8streetlatinas come with him. Kat logged out of the chatroom and 8thstreetlatinas shut down the computer, making sure 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas to clear the disk cache and history lists 8streetlatinas before she flipped the power switch. He had her wrap her 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas legs around his waist 8streetlatinas, then he covered 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas her with his 8thstreetlatinas cloak. Being smuggled out of school was strangely 8streetlatinas thrilling, as though they 8streetlatinas were 8streetlatinas daring authorities to try 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas to stop their clandestine escape. The man crossed the 8streetlatinas parking lot and entered 8streetlatinas the RV, then opened his cloak to 8streetlatinas let her out. It wasn't long 8streetlatinas before she felt something like fingers in her mind, looking through her memories, probing her 8streetlatinas thoughts, reading her emotions. The only explanation she could think of was telepathy. It had 8streetlatinas probably been a hard adjustment at first, she realized 8streetlatinas. The man removed the join black 8streetlatinas cloak, and revealed jet black hair and deep, dark eyes, neither 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas of 8thstreetlatinas which 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas looked unnatural, although Kat had been dying her 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas hair and eyebrows since seventh grade.
     "Get up!" the coach demanded. Candace's arms felt like ground join beef, her legs felt like fried calamari, and Candace herself felt like shit 8streetlatinas. She 8streetlatinas only half-listened to 8streetlatinas the 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas coach as she yelled a lecture 8streetlatinas, the noise occasionally causing some of the fluffy, spray-on insulation to fall 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas from the gym's ceiling. Hands 8streetlatinas from the other 8thstreetlatinas cheerleaders checked 8streetlatinas her 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas for broken bones. Candace was hungry. She wished she hadn't skipped lunch.
     (It would probably be best if you got 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas away.) a voice said 8streetlatinas in her mind.
     "Why's Kat Nelson following you around 8streetlatinas like a puppy?" Candace asked.
     "You 8streetlatinas even showed 8streetlatinas your work." the 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas teacher said, impressed 8streetlatinas. It took longer for the teacher 8streetlatinas to grade 8streetlatinas it than it had taken for 8streetlatinas Kat to 8streetlatinas do it 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas. She 8streetlatinas called Kat up to her 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas desk 8streetlatinas.
     "OK 8streetlatinas." Kat said. When Daphne got there, she resumed walking.
     "Sure." Daphne said. After seventh period 8streetlatinas, they met up in the courtyard and Kat led 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas her 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas to the parking lot 8streetlatinas, where there was an RV parked between the two crosswalks, but not blocking either, which means it had to 8streetlatinas be about 100 feet long. They approached, Xavier greeted them, and Daphne was quickly inducted into the rapidly-growing harem.
     "Thanks." Daphne said, smiling. Master had wanted one girl from each 8streetlatinas group, and Jasmine would make a 8streetlatinas fine addition to 8thstreetlatinas the harem, so she made every effort to get to know 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas her future co-worker. Jasmine was the youngest of seven kids, and the only girl, so she grew up with more masculine 8streetlatinas tastes than Daphne had liked before being reprogrammed by her 8streetlatinas Master. What she had once 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas called a "tomboy." "Hey, Jasmine, would 8streetlatinas you like to meet a new friend of mine after school?"
     Hours later 8streetlatinas, Xavier the Great was on a chartered flight home 8streetlatinas, with all his slaves accompanying 8streetlatinas him on the plane. He 8streetlatinas silently congratulated 8thstreetlatinas himself 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas on being able to solve his 8streetlatinas problem without bloodshed. He chuckled as he recalled 8streetlatinas the emotions coming from the principal as 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas he held a conversation with what he perceived as a hive mind--no wonder the Borg were such a frightening enemy. Kat sighed the soft, cooing sigh of 8streetlatinas the well-fucked as she slept naked 8streetlatinas in 8streetlatinas her Master's arms. Xavier wondered whether 8streetlatinas8thstreetlatinas he 8streetlatinas should have 8thstreetlatinas his slaves play some part in his act. He finally decided against it. He was in a selfish mood, and didn't feel like sharing his prized posessions with other men.