Her need to prove herself to both Veritas and myself. Much the same I had tried to prove myself to Brother Cardinal, and Elder Monk. Her refusal to le... herself be bested by the trial of sand. Much the same as my own. Refusing to quit, regardless of a broken hand. Forcing myself to learn to use my left, as well as my right, just to stay on par with the other novices. So much of the steel my mentors had seen in me, I saw in her. And the welling up of pride I experienced as I looked at her,. I noticed she had no panties on. She must have known what she was coming over to do and came prepared. I saw that she was already wet, probably from the memories of her and my mom masturbating in public when they were younger, or maybe it was from looking at me. She had small pussy lips and was pink in colour. She was shaved completely, and already had an erect clit which I noticed had a small silver ring pierced through the hood. She took off her top reveling her perky 34C tits with small. I didn’t think that we were that connected. I guess I was wrong.” Leaning close Alan told her, “I aim to make sure that you aren’t subjected to that again!”A huge smile lit up Angelika’s face as well as Truda’s. “I was wrong about you Alan.” Truda told him causing him to stare at her. “You aren’t as unfeeling an ass as I thought.” Here she laughed, “You’re a very feeling ass!” Truda broke down into a fit of laughing drawing a few laughs from Angelika, even Alan had to smile.Angelika suddenly. We met in the churchyard deciding I’d drive. She leaned to kiss me on the cheek squeezing myhand affectionately. I thought her excitement showed in her face. She brought a blanket for us to lie on and as we did she turned on her stomach looking at me with her face close to mine. I got the feeling she wanted to say something. Instead she moved her mouth to mere inches from mine. I felt her tongue on my lips lightly circling them with her tongue before we kissed, openly and passionately. It.