They were still giggling when I left arm in arm withGill.We walked the few streets to Shonali's mum's house in a few minutes, "Doyou want to come insi...e" he asked me. "Don't you need sleep" I asked him,"it sounds corny but being with you is what I need, we need to talk" heresponded.I was intrigued, so I accepted and we went inside, "Coffee or somethingstronger" I shuddered at the thought of alcohol so I settled on a cup ofcoffee, we settled on the sofa his arm around me kissing and. We stayed like this for a while and then I whispered that I wanted to fuck her little body good before anyone got home. She moves to the old bed in the corner and spreads her legs and invites me in, pushing her big boobs together to tease me. I positioned myself and slid my rock hard cock deep in to her wet pussy. I fucked her slow at first, pushing every inch in, and then pulling almost the whole thing out. I slowly picked up pace and leaned closer to French kiss her and every so often suck. It was a huge step in their relationship. Genny wasn't the type to apologize for anything, even if she knew she was in the wrong. But that day she learned not just how to apologize, she learned to crawl and to beg. It had been humiliating for her he was sure, but it brought a new perspective to her world. It would be good for her to look up once in awhile instead of looking down at the world all the time.Genny was also thinking about this matter at her house as well. She had sure been taken. Hugelkultur beds, created by covering piles of rotten wood with soil were very effective for growing potatoes. Every live spud that they could find went into the patches.Entire patches of greens and brassicas were planted in hopes that they could sustain themselves through the winter on the stored produce alone. Thankfully Bryan had acclimated to the growing seasons and knew with some certainty what each plant species needed and when.In addition to the garden beds, Bryan had used a tactic which.