She saw the damage her actions had done. Simone was a sweet trusting girland now she has an underlayer of being a bitter cynical one also. Thatgirl di... not trust others. There was the worry that acts of friendshipwere just a lie. A setup for Simone to be the punchline once again.Facing what she has done was a moment of truth for the change Amandawanted. The girl at the crosswords could stay being Mandy by sayingnothing or keep on becoming Amanda by giving her mea culpa."Simone I know you don't. "What is in this? I think I see beans... cabbage?" Both of those and some dried fish," she admitted, shrugging, "Along with a spice packet I bought from a merchant some years ago, and some vegetables perhaps a bit past their prime. Why? Do you think you could have done better, Caravan Guard?"I closed the lid and shook my head sadly. With a sigh, I picked up the whole pot and carried it off into the bushes.When I returned, I filled the freshly scrubbed pot with clean water from the fountain.. She couldn't hold back any longer, the climax was building deep down in her stomach, the pressure of the cock stretching her to max, and the applied pressure from inside her anus onto the walls of her pussy sent an explosion of electricity through her body even making her toes tingle and feel like they had pins and needles sticking in them.Laura is unsure if she passed out at this point, but she feels like she lost control and her mind seems a little fuzzy around what happened next, but when. 'This conversation is to be continued young lady,' she smiled back at me and then looked thoughtful saying, 'Does Martin know about your bisexuality?' 'I don't remember ever telling him but I was pretty pissed the other night and might have said something after you passed out. Why?' I replied, trying to look innocent. 'Oh, just something he mentioned in bed the other night. I'll see you later,' she replied, pulling on her coat and kissing me on the cheek. I wandered back home, wondering if.