"Oh, I try," she said self-deprecatingly."Ha!" I said. "You're good. Can I offer you something to drink?" Thanks. No. I can't. I just wanted you ...o have that information. AndI wanted to apologize."I didn't understand what she meant, and my bewildered expression musthave told her so."For the day before yesterday," she said, as if I'd understand what shemeant."I'm sorry Janine," I responded. "I don't know what you mean. Youcertainly didn't offend me by stopping by on short notice. After. He smiles as he pulls his t-shirt off. Smooth bare skin and muscle."What age are you?" I breathe."Eighteen," he promises."Oh fuck, yes." I lean forward, grip his wrist and ease his hand away from his cock. I replace it with mine and feel the hot penis, stiff as a fucking board against my palm and fingers. The skin's like velvet in my grip. Velvet over stone. My mouth is watering.He groans, his tongue flickering over his lips, as I begin to jerk him off. That's all I do for a minute or so, then. I used the tip of the blade to systematically remove individual leaves from various plants. Each leaf was cut in half on the way to the ground. By focusing on my swordwork, I would be able to release some of my anger. After a while it even started working, well, after four or five hours of meticulous concentration.Chandra knew better than to interrupt me when I was like this, so I missed dinner. Again. Hopefully they would save me something besides travel rations.When my anger finally. Meanwhile, Maria opened my labia and let her tongue slide between them. She took incredibly long with everything, as if she wanted to savour every little part of my pussy.Suddenly I felt something similar from behind. Someone began caressing my buttocks gently. Surprised, I wanted to turn around to see, when Maria inserted a finger into my pussy and began fucking. I gasped for air and spread my legs a little wider to give her more room. The hands in my back pulled my butt cheeks apart and a.