. There was someone there. Sofie was to curious for her own good for sure, she quickly ran barefoot across the wet grass and kneeled beside the wet an... passed out man. The young witch turned him around to his back before she took a hold of his ripped shirt and dragged him all the way to her house, the poor man was cold as ice and drenched to the bones. She didn't like how skinny the man was, how light he felt. Soon as they where inside the hut Sofie but the boy into her bed, he needed to be. (Oh, the cap! No wonder the ladies were smiling at me!) She told me my hair was very full and baby fine and she wished she had my hair. It would be a pleasure to work with it. (Work with it?) The lady who had put my feet into the warm water came back and looked closely at my face. She smiled and told me I had wonderful eyelashes, but they needed a little combing.I asked, "What?" She told me not to worry and she left. (I hate it when they keep telling me not to worry!) The lady combing my hair. ”Jessie listened and responded quietly with, “It certainly does Reverend Unsworth, it certainly does!”The Reverend Bryce Unsworth then pressed his lips back up to Jessie Harper’s lips and enjoyed again that beautiful sensual pleasure of two sets of moist lips caressing each other with such care and tenderness. Bryce and Jessie’s tongues were also constantly darting in and out of the other person’s mouth as soft gurgles of pleasure could be heard coming from those same mouths.The two must have. I guess you’re wondering the reason why I’m sharing so openly with you about my life. That’s an easy question to answer. I’ve been going to couples’ counseling lately and one of my assignments was to write a letter about myself to myself. Yeah, I thought it was weird too. But, I’m interested in making this relationship work so I’m doing it. Let me go ahead and get to the point of this whole exercise.I entered the military right out of high school. I was the typical enlistee back then – young,.