i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and i dont think they're humans

i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere..oh and i don't think they're humans~51

I'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and I don't think they're humans~51~

Recap from part 50

Christine did not reply at his words. She had looked at him occasionally on the plane, and she was very sure he didn't have a good appetite on the plane too. But she kept quiet. Sometimes it was better not to dig up some things that might be unpleasant.

Christine looked down at her own plate. Thirteen pieces eaten, one more to go before she couldn't take in anymore. She looked around at the dining place. They were the only customers, currently. Which was not surprising, given the time it was now. Everyone would be looking for a place to sleep in, by now, but they were kind of nocturnal. "Blake, do you like the sushi?"

"Yup, best I've ever eaten," his words came out muffled as he continued chewing on the sushi he had stuffed into his mouth. He looked cute to Christine that way.

"Good, I've glad you like it." Christine picked up her phone as her father's number flashed on her screen and vibrated. "You've reached? We're just about to finish. You want some sushi too?"

Part 51

It turned out that Christine's father was the one who came with the six-sitters and picked them up from the airport. It was an embarrassing moment for the guys, especially Blake. They had waited at the waiting area for Christine's father to find them and bring them to the parking area somewhere nearby. When Christine's father had found them, they had greeted him as 'Mr Lim', naturally, but Christine felt a sense of dread as she kept catching her father looking at Blake's direction while they were walking back to her father's car. Blake's semi visible red ear let Christine know that Blake knew that her father was watching him.

"Dad," she said to her father in a chiding tone. "Why do you keep looking at Blake? He's done nothing wrong."

"I know." But her father continued looking at Blake as all of them got into the car as if he were a criminal.

"Dad," Christine tried again.

"I know." her father said and got into the driver's seat while Christine got into the seat beside the driver's,and the rest of them filled up the seats behind them. Christine's father waited as Kes, Kres, and Zelda struggled to get into the third row seats as they were too big for the space between the two seat at the second row. There wasn't any seat left for Sam, and Christine's father said, "Come squeeze in with Christine, then."

Blake gave up his seat to Sam instantly, and clambered to the front seat to share it with Christine. Christine's father looked at him again, but meaningfully. He raised his eyebrows as Blake made Christine half-stand and then sit between his thighs so that his thighs were a protective layer around Christine.

"Gentlemen, and lady," her father nodded at them, "you guys can sleep for a while while I drive, the journey to Christine's house wouldn't be too long, only about less than half an hour. So in the meantime, you can either sleep or do whatever you want. Just keep the noise level down."

Of course, Christine chose to sleep, because she couldn't sleep well on the plane, and she turned towards Blake's chest and burrowed her head there. She hugged his waist just as he hugged hers.

He looked down at her sleeping form, fascinated with how soft and silky her hair looked. He wanted to touch her mane of hair, but he couldn't, because her father was only sitting beside them. If her father pulled the 'I'm her protective father' crap, he was afraid he might end up offending her father, who might or might not be his future father in law, depending on his behavior. Damn, but he could resist trying to touch Christine, and having her between his legs was a massive turn on for him. He gripped the seat tightly as the thing between his legs hardened and lengthened.