All he’d done was turned my salad into a burrito, but the sentiment meant so much to me. I was used to my emotions being in overdrive in situations ...ike this. They were always the bad emotions, the ones controlled by unhappiness and bitterness. It was the person I needed to be to be successful at my job. I had to be ruthless. But I’d also had to sacrifice a lot.Like my humanity.But here was Wes, handing me my humanity back in a burrito. He could tell I was touched. He brushed my cheek with his. He sat up in bed and started fishing for clothes, saying, "Come on, we're missing it!" It was still early, the sun was just coming up, but I hardly had time to smile about Andrew being there in bed with me. I climbed out and wrapped my robe around me, hurriedly being led down the hallway on tiptoes. The sound of heavy breathing and muffled moans and of people muttering met my ears as Andrew pushed open the door. Candles lit the room, and none of the occupants took any notice of us. There was. We also walked around looking at the wildlife and enjoyed the outdoors. Fooled around a lot! We would shoot at least once a day and also practiced our fighting skills. Bee and Dee were learning new skills from us and we were learning their strange Gym-kata style too. Kevin and Amanda were quickly learning more fighting skills and improving their shooting abilities too. Bee and Dee having never really learned combat shooting were slowly learning the difference between traditional hunting and. Angela shuffled stiffly forward until the top of her thighs touched the oak table, and with a shudder she bent forward until her nose touched the wooden surface."Hands to the front" commanded the women who stood before her. Her face reached more than half-way across the polished surface and she was able to grip the edge in front of her quite easily. She felt the other edge hard against her pubis, and the position made her buttocks stick out nicely behind. The younger girls had to stand on.