On some level I was aware that I used my legs to push harder against him, arching my back and flicking my hair as he fucked me, but for now, my body w...s his. I could let it go, no need to worry about it, feed it, clothe it. It was just a body, and I didn’t need it. He’d almost forgotten I was there, I could have been anyone. My face down on the trunk I could have been beautiful, I could have been ugly as sin, and he wouldn’t have cared. So long as my pussy was tight about his cock I could have. I swallowed. What I was suggesting was forbidden."I can make you forget." What?" I can make you forget about him. About everything that he did. It is forbidden magic, but I'll do it for you."She was quiet. She looked at me, staring for a long time.Finally she said, "I don't want to forget." Oh?" Then I'd forget that you saved me." Well, yeah." And I'd forget us on the roof."She paused."I don't want to forget those things." Lauren..."She gazed into my eyes. I started to say something, but just. I was on a piece of land that had been a farm's field many years before, till they wore the soil out. Any profit from crops in my field would have been severely cut by the cost of the fertilizer needed to grow the product. I had those thoughts while I rode the bicycle to the plaza and had breakfast at Hardee's.I knew the land was in the recovery phase. Wild grasses had grown in the field. The fields, on both sides of the road, were probably five to six acres. The other acre or two were in woods. You know that Marilyn has been coming into his own lately afterliving as my late brother Donnie," Sharilynn said, pausing as she caught herFreudian slip. "So without further ado, I think I'll turn this over to Marilyn.Marilyn?"Without any comment, Marilyn stood up over the small crowd of girls. She tookthe time to glance into the eyes of all of them, then steeled herself with adeep breath. She reached up her hands to the waist of her pajama pants, pulledon them until the waist was about.