We can’t leave her in there.’ ‘Yes we bloody can, until told different. I’ve appraised head office on the circumstances and until we’re told...otherwise, we leave her there and just watch. Watch and wait. Understand?’ * John listened to his Solicitor as they drove along, ‘I can point you in the direction of a friend who will lease you a caravan you can live in while we get the insurance sorted on the farm.’ Grunting, John looked out at the buildings and people as they moved along in the early. Real men don't cry. Rule 1 of manhood.Was this really me? What was I becoming? It was exciting wasn't it?It wasn't humdrum any more. Was it? This was really happening to me.There was a sense of the taboo...Forbidden fruit.But where was this road taking me? I got off the toilet. Where hadthat mirror with the lights round it come from? Shit my mascara hadstarted running and it made me look like Alice Cooper.I had to get some help. I ran quickly into Jane's room."SAMANTHA! What happened. So the shower was her refuge, and it would be a perfect refuge if it wasn't so cramped. Every time she turned around, her massive breasts slapped against a wall or against the glass door, reminding her of her unique silhouette. Every time she arced her back to properly wash her hair, her imposing bosom pressed against the shower door, and every movement made her skin squeak against the glass. Jessica sighed. There was no escaping her reality, after all.As she turned off the water, another sound. I started coming here at night by myself when school started because it was so peaceful here." She read the question in my eyes and continued, "I knew the area well enough to find my way here-" -Even on a night with no moon, as the outlaws did?" A Robin Hood fan, I see." Sometimes." I walked over to the water and dabbed my hand in the water. Nice and cool, I thought, and started taking off my shoes and socks."What are you doing?" I just want to dip my feet in the water."She joined me, and.