It is a collection of fleeting moments that may or may not influence us immediately, but could have a big impact on us sometime in the future. The fin...l section is the path ahead. This path is filled with unknowns and uncertainties, some of which leads to fear because of the unknown. Other parts of this path will lead to key decision points where we have to decide if we want to take the left fork or right fork. Once that decision is made, there is never a chance to explore the other path. One. ‘Peter?’ ‘Withers. Peter Withers, our blacksmith.’ ‘Oh.’ Her father looked away, striding over to the window. ‘That was necessary.’ ‘Necessary? Necessary to whom?’ Cassia moved next to her father, taking a deep breath to hold her anger in check. ‘Father, I’m eighteen years old. I have a right to make decision concerning my life.’ ‘And giving the most precious gift you have to a blacksmith is making a decision?’ Arthur looked over at her. ‘What about marriage?’ ‘I told Mother long ago that I. Raj’s whole body shuddered at the contact of her lips on his cock and as Jayasree started to glide his hot cock on her face sometimes brushing it on her lips, it was difficult for him to hold back his juices and the moment when Jayasree opened her mouth to draw it inside, he ejaculated in such a force that Jayasree felt his cum hit her right inside her throat. Jayasree was so pleased in making him come that she took the whole cock in her mouth and lapping it by her tongue cleaned it. Finally. Then every night for half an hour stand and hit the coin with your hipbone flicking your hip sideways. Come back next week and I tell you what to do next.”So off the young lad went and every night he practiced,’Hapenny, Hapenny, Hapenny’ in his mind. The next week he went to the old man again, “This time stick a Penny down to your right hip, then it’s Hapenny, Penny, Hapenny, Penny. And see me again next week.”And again the young man practiced, ‘Hapenny, Penny, Hapenny, Penny.’A week went by.