“Me! You’ll be there too, right?” said Becca.“Not this first time, dear. I’m afraid, if I went, he’d kick me out, and I wouldn’t blame h...m. But, you’re his child. Yes, a dad to you too just like your real dad,” said Claire Pollard. “What I mean is he’s a real dad too. I know this is confusing, but it’s a true thing too.”“Mom, I get it, I guess. I guess I could visit him. But I mean, if he doesn’t want you there, you still think that he’ll want me to be there either?” There was hope in the. Their leader was Lady Naomi, a striking figure, powerfully built but with delicate, refined facial features, her fiery red hair flowing in a long braid. Her milky white freckled skin was usually hidden underneath thick plate, with an armoured skirt to improve mobility. In battle she wielded a hammer and a heavy shield. Despite her fearlessness in combat, her noble upbringing had isolated her from the real world. This meant she was completely naïve about social situations, often becoming anxious. In our small town, it's not like we had much else to do.It was a weekday night and I'd just been fucked silly by Josh after school. As I put on my clothes, I couldn't find my panties. We looked all over with no success."It's ok babe, I'll bring them once I find them, " Josh assured me.I was wearing a sundress that day so I had no issues going without my panties. Josh walked me home and we decided to take a shortcut through the woods.While walking through the trail, I tripped. Like a massive. " Dumfounded, Mary continued to stare. "Well, at least you remember me." The man chuckled when he saw Mary blush. "Yes indeed, you sure do remember me."Mary's chin dropped to her chest as she said, "I wish I didn't, but I keep having these dreams and can't forget." Ah yes. And when did you first have the dream?"Mary thought for a moment and then said, "My sixth anniversary." Exactly?" Well, two days after." So on our sixth anniversary?" What? Oh, I guess so." Mary blushed even redder.Mary.