Sits in class. Daydreaming girly things about Ronald. Why won't babies get out of her head? Sighs.

"I'm not some damsel, Ron. I can handle it perfectly on my own." She almost hissed. "I am capable of a lot." She almost warned. x.com/genteeldragon/…

"It's very sweet, Ronald, but if you got hurt defending my honor. I couldn't live with myself." x.com/genteeldragon/…

Is very curious. x.com/genteeldragon/…

Thinking? Thinking about what? x.com/genteeldragon/…

She has a love hate relationship with his mysteriousness. x.com/genteeldragon/…

Dominate me.

Well, class is almost over. Will be waiting in her room for him. Wearing nothing but one of his shirts, and a thong. x.com/genteeldragon/…

Bites her lip as she glances over wedding dresses in a magazine.

Knocks on Carolyn Taylor's door.

Explores his mother's shop while Ronald I. Lockehart slept. Curiously examining everything.

Jumps on a sleeping Ronald I. Lockehart.

Those freckles... x.com/intellectwisse…

Catches, and winks. x.com/intellectwisse…

Pulls down Ronald I. Lockehart's pants, and boxers. Kneeling before him to get his attention. Taking him into her mouth.

Stretches out on Ronald’s bed while she reads.

Taps Arthur E. Winslow shoulder.

Plays, and watches Ewan for Carolyn Taylor.

Spots her dragon. Smiling softly, kissing the air for him. Focusing on Ewan again. x.com/genteeldragon/…

She wiggles her finger that Ewan was holding. “This little cutie is Carolyn and Reid’s son, Ewan. Babysitting him for a little while.” x.com/genteeldragon/…