You and I are cut from the same mold Tarifa. And while our lives may have taken us in different directions and to new people, we have always kept that...closeness. You are like the sister that I never had, and to me that is what is important now. Aihola owns your heart, as Anja and Dysea and Aricia own mine. I leave here knowing that Eden is in the hands of the one person behind me who will do everything in her power to keep it safe. I will never abandon you, never cast you aside and forget you.. I took my life in my hands to ask, "Mom, can you explain what you think about this, please?"Mom answered, "We've known about this for a couple of days..."#4: Prof and Vanessa went quiet, both clearly thinking. Mom and Dad neither quieted nor stopped to think. Dad's voice particularly dominated, "It was an impressive trick, but claiming lives are at stake is going too far and it doesn't change my mind about your misbehavior."Julia started responding when Prof overrode her, "Steven, Julia's. The hair covered all her private bits by my young mind knew immediately that this was an image that one just doesn’t get to see. As she bent forward I could see her head covered with the dress and her tits hung loosely in her bra that was gapping open.But my eyes went back to the fluffy hair covered pussy and I remembered my friend saying, “you can’t really claim to have shot a beaver unless you see skin and hair. Panties don’t count.” Well at that moment I called it, I shot her beaver. I heard. The next morning I woke up early as usual and decided to go talk to Cassie about last night. Hoping she was 1) awake and 2) not freaked out about last night, I knocked on her gently ever so gently and waited a second. I heard rustling and then a few seconds later Cassie opened her door and instantly turned beat red when she realized it was me. She tried to close the door but I caught it with my foot and said “May I come in so we can talk about last night please?” She just nodded, looked down.