He seamed to get annoyed at this as he grabbed my shoulders to lift me up, we made our way to the living room where he quickly removed my T Shirt. He ...urned me around then pushed me onto the arm of the couch I was now bent over my Ass in the air, he pushed my denim skirt up around my waste then Ripped Off my panties, I could feel his large fingers sliding up my shaved slit, he was fingering me one then two fingers inside me I was getting wetter by the second. He grabbed my wide hips to pull me. Society in all three of these worlds, Crossroads, Chaos, and Cassandra, seemed to equate someone’s job with who they were. On Chaos, you weren’t just Jim, or even Jim Jones. You were Jim the Baker. Here on Crossroads, Shelly was Shelly Caretaker, and she seemed to have no other last name. Was the surviving population on Cassandra so low that last names weren’t necessary?To me, this “Hero” business seemed to be an absurdly complicated, Rube Goldbergish scheme for repopulating a world. How many. She said it’s ok we can go soon so I started racing the bike even though with in very few minutes started raining like storm.We got wet completely and she asked me to stop the bike under some shade so I stopped nearby shop and waited there for 20 min even though there is no symptom of slow down of rain so she said any how we got wet fully better we can go to home she said. I am also feel ok with that idea and said ok and we started toward home. On the way I shown one street and said hey ramys. Please be aware that, but I will try to give warnings for those, but some can't be avoided naturally. The story isn't 100% harmonious with the ever changing canon or existing legends stories, but I'll try to make it as fitting as possible! I do not own any of the pictures used in the story, just found them on google! Feel free to ask me if you want them removed!As always, please report any bugs you may encounter during your adventure to improve the experience! Don't forget to let me know if you.