Mark: You are not… you are beautiful, adorable, and sweet.Sally: Thank you. (Shyly)Mark: You are one other thing.Sally: What (Anxiously)?Mark: You...are very sexy!Sally: REALLY?Mark: Absolutely. If I help you with scouting, will you do me a favor?Sally: Anything! What?Mark: I need a beautiful, sexy girl like you to be my girlfriend.Silence for several minutes… I could almost see the wheels turning in her little mind.Sally: I have never had a boyfriend; Mommy would never, ever let me. I’m too. You have had boyfriends here and there, and he dated that piece of work…what’s her name? Amy?’ Kelsey nodded. ‘God. That girl was a train wreck, huh? Well, we have just watched the two of you grow and we know how happy you are when you’re together. Nathan is a different person when you’re home.’ A lump formed in the back of Kelsey’s throat. She couldn’t talk about Nathan anymore. She stood up. Her Mom cleared her throat. ‘Speaking of Nathan, everyone is coming over in a little bit to talk. The citadel became a monastery, with an order not written about in any Vatican journals, not mentioned in any papal writs, not whispered about by anyone. It was, in effect the Area 51 of the ancient world. Any relics, talismans, magical tomes, etc…that were…’secured’ by the Collectors of St. Michael or received as tributes from the various crusades, holy wars and purifications found their way into the dry stone vaults of the Citadel. The monks had two charges, keep a chronicle of the items. My fingers knew the route I liked them to take, slowly circling my lips with slow increasing pressure, mmmmmh. Picking up the bar of bath soap, I would slip it under the water guiding it along the pushed out lips of my vag. Yes, just like I like my guys to do when I am ready, teasing me by gently pushing the tip against me, oh so close to penetration – I loved that tease. Just a little harder, a little more pressure – it will go in. No, please, push it in I begged myself. Water started to.