That evening I cut my hand in an attempt to shock her into quitting. She saw it the next day. She was hurt but my plan failed. I know that was ridi...ulously stupid. The shame you feel after hurting yourself to cope is difficult to deal with and I’ll be honest and say that the shame sometimes made me feel so bad that I actually harmed myself twice in the space of a few minutes. The term vicious cycle has been used to describe self-harm. I completely agree. It’s exactly the right term to. She swished around and in one move poppedopen her umbrella and landed it on her shoulder. The depot masterwatched her puffed up bustle and big red bow as she strolled over tothe saloon.She slowly closed her umbrella then pushed the swinging half doorsto the saloon open. As she walked into the saloon she kept her eyeson the bartender, but she knew that every other eye in the place wason her, watching her, watching her bustle and bow. She walked up tothe bar tender and asked,"May I have a. I was soon successful and began rubbing her love button with my fingertip. Cinnamon drew in another deep breath and arched her back pushing against my finger. I moved my finger lower and pushed it into her. She jerked and moaned happily. She kissed me harder and more rapidly pumped my penis. I moved up over her onto my knees and one arm. She began directing my penis to her love hole. I withdrew my hand and used it to support myself. She pulled my rod until it was positioned to go inside her.“I. After she was done she asked for her top back and I turned way in respect so she could get her top back on. Getting out of the water and drying off her hair she looked at me, facing me and said. “Are you Done, Done?” It was like she was flirting with me, giving me a full view of her. Not being a dead man I gave her a good once over, but not an obvious one. Her bikini bottoms were hugging her crotch so well you could see the camel toe outline. I don’t ever remember seeing it that puffy. After.