He orders me to spread my legs. "Up and spread" are his exact words. He starts cutting, not overly concerned if the scissors jab at my delicate flesh....I stay mostly quiet knowing if I complain it will only be worse for me. Soon his work is complete and he smiled. My cunt is completely exposed for him. Without any warning he starts to finger me. This is not a gentle warming up of my pussy no. Instead its deep fast jabbing thrusts with two fingers. This is not supposed to be pleasureable for me.. Or when I had one. Nor have I ever seen one while on a hike.’ ‘So the hunt is on.’ ‘Absolutely,’ she said with a smile, ‘we are hunting for Bunting.’ Within about three paces she said, ‘Oh look, Goldfinch.’ She did it again. What I couldn’t figure out was how she would see the birds before I could. I was watching too. Actively trying. It was weird. It was as if she was conjuring up the birds. ‘You can tell by their song,’ she said smiling. I didn’t even ask a question. I didn’t even formulate. "Hey," I responded. "What's happening?" she asked in a low voice. I imagined her folks sitting a few feet away had caused her hushed tones. "I'm going to be late tomorrow. My boss needs me to open up," I told her. "Okay. Just call before you come over," she responded and hung up. I opened the shop at 10:00 am and sulked as I did the opening tasks. This was normally the time I would be in Tara's room. He showed up around 11:00 am and apologized for having to call me in and promised her would. The boy easily fell for their ploy. Bess had only to squat upon his body and spread her skirts over him. She accessed him without using her hands, with the Charm alone, so that he never saw her secret. He was a rich source of what they needed and could be tapped two or three times in a night.Bess was responding very well with newfound vigor and a fresh glow to her skin. Meanwhile, Kate carefully schooled her at every opportunity about the weighty responsibility that came with this unique gift..