..what had it been? A mirror. That was it. A large mirror, and someone staring into it whose face was not his own. In the space of an hour Jethro had ...eached his solitary cottage, laid the strange woman tenderly on his own bed, lit a fire to brew tea. Soldier's tea, they had called it in the desert - it could bring a wounded man round and give him the fire to keep fighting. As he stirred, he felt old aches and pains reassert themselves. Twenty years, he thought, twenty years wedded to the sword. Their youngest Noah was built like him, with brown hair like his and grey eyes like his mother. But when it came to his oldest son, Luke.Luke was his mother's favorite hands down. Luke was also the reason they had a quiet rushed wedding at the courthouse with just their parents present. Moria's mother never seemed happy about the whole ordeal. Hank knew it had something to do with what happened in Green Bay.He tried for a long time to find out what had happened. When he'd ask Moria, she would. She called out for Jasmine to lend a hand as she opened the kitchen door. ‘Jasmine’s out for a walk. A long walk,’ I said. ‘Won’t be back for ages. I’ll help.’ Soon we were busy stashing the goodies away. We didn’t say much as we did it, just worked together efficiently. As if we’d been married for years. I pulled out a long wooden board from one of the bags, perhaps four inches wide, about twenty inches long, solid wood, with a rounded handle. ‘Just what is this now?’ Julia was always buying. " I remember when I used to wipe those poopy butt. They were all over the place, " he said then put down his smoothie and leaned his face closer on my sweet spot. He then placed both hands on it and spread it open and slowly buried a thumb on my opening. I moaned because he kind of half played with it on the process."When did you losed it?" He asked kind of with a frown on his face as he kept pulling and pushing his thumb on my hole."I didn't dad, maybe because of my tampons. But no, I'm still.