To keep our lead on the scoreboard, they should get an undisturbed half time to talk and plan.I looked around. Perfect. Nice wooded area with a babbli...g brook. It even had a few ducks swimming. Soothing and relaxing.Tiffany came up behind me. "What are you thinking?" I'm thinking that little spot in the woods would be perfect for a little picnic." I pointed out the spot."Looks like a place I've been at as part of a 4H trip. Let's go."We went, wiped off a rock and sat down.Tiffany put her arm. "Allie, I wish it was that easy," he said quietly."He's right, Allie," Abigail said, sadness in her voice."Then we just keep it quiet," Allison said firmly as she wiped her tears."But, Allie," Abigail replied, squeezing her sister's hand. "Remember how you felt today? Could you do that the rest of your life?" If it meant the difference between being with you or not, then yes. I'd have to." No." Both girls turned to look at Jack. He's eyes were determined, his expression like steel. "I don't. .. it combined with his feelings of revulsion, and somehow turned into the strongest arousal he'd ever felt.When he finally managed to read what her new tattoo said, he stopped fighting the last of his resistance. He gave up on any dreams of saving her; she'd gotten her new purpose permanently etched onto her skin, and he couldn't deny that he'd never seen her happier.She wanted to be used for nothing but sex; if her new body and behaviour didn't scream it loud enough, she certainly did."I'm a. . Something, to take me by the hand and guide me. This strange thunder out of a clear autumn morning could be it, as much as it could be anything else, and my spirits were desperate to rally to that cause. I was afraid though, for precisely those reasons, and I had no desire to suffer another frustrating disappointment.So I held my heart in check and forced myself to move slowly, keeping my feet soft and staying to the moss and grass where it grew in the forest's weak light. I checked the wind.