From this time on, this pattern continued on, with only brief and slight deviations of form. Classes started, studying became my primary obsession, and everything seemed really stable at this point. However, during my winter holiday break, I happened to be wandering the hallways late at night for no discernable purpose. Just out indian of boredom, I guess. And all of a sudden, a flash of light and glowing heat streaked down to and past me into the distance. And of all things it was shaped like a tall, white-haired and gorgeous woman. I had no idea of what this was about, but since I was familiar with a number of like beings in fables, I dubbed it the Wraith. This was one cipher of the house that I was determined to solve, despite my uncle’s admonition to let the mysteries of the house alone. Turned out later, that he knew all the time that this would intrigue me, just as it had my father. So, to satisfy my spirit of discovery, I set out a plan to find out what if anything this was about. Over the next three months, going into spring, I saw nothing further of the Wraith. I did get to see a lot more of Cynthia, though. She was now sleeping with me three nights a week. And wearing far more enticing nightwear, too. I wasn’t sure of it, but I began to think that Cynthia’s attraction to sleeping with me was my uncle’s idea. This was because though she was very comfortable sleeping with me, she hadn’t wanted for it to move on to anything else. But I wasn’t complaining since Mindy with her encyclopedic knowledge of sex games was taking really good care of me. And I would have a great deal of creative sexual games to play with a wife someday. Unlikely that we would ever get bored with it all, with my backlog of sensual info. Besides my studies at the college were going spectacularly well. My modest intellectual talents, multiplied by a dedicated study regime was making its mark in my classes. I was always ahead in my readings and homework submissions. And ready to answer any question in class, too. It got so bad that I on purpose would answer slightly wrong at times to relieve my fellow classmates of their slight jealousies of me seeming always to be right. They felt that it put dire pressures on them to stay up with me. Also, a number of the girls began to hint that they would like to more than study with me. But, at that time I only acted very friendly with them and portrayed myself as not getting the intentions of their hints. Every once in a while, I got a sidewise glance from them, like they knew that I was trying to stall them. But, none of them ever directly called me on it. On a Saturday night, very late, I was again wandering about the hallways in boredom from not being able to sleep. Again, I interracial felt the presence and the glowing light shining forward past me and when I judged that she was right up to me, I shunted sidewise to be in her way. It worked and she stopped right behind me with a, “You know that that could be very dangerous for you! You don’t know who I am, nor what my powers might do to you if I contact you?” “Do you intend to relieve me of some of those holes in my understanding of you?” “Possibly in time. “This is really happening. “I guess I am going to have to carry her,” Jessie said with a sad tone. To add more, “shoulders down, ass up.” I was so turned on now. “Will that be enough?” Pupate with me, and we’ll become satin butterflies cocooned in indian each other’s flesh.” “Jeez, I meant Darlene.” Starting at the top of his chest, kissing his rock hard pex, his nipples and then down across his abs. I saw my wife sitting at the dining room table eating a interracial sandwich. “Yeah, not too big, not too small. Can I come in? I need to talk to you about tomorrow's schedule." "Other females of your people were found.