”He shuddered as he continued. “He begged me for mercy – for forgiveness – and, instead, I cut him down. When did I become this – this killi...g thing?”“Dal was something else,” Bena replied, words whispering in her mind. “Dal was about retribution. About justice. And yes, about vengeance. But it was mostly about making sure no one would ever again be forced to succumb to his advances.”“Was it?” Yren whispered forlornly. “Or was it just me becoming who I am turning out to be?”She watched his. ..... I was strolling along into the woods on a late afternoon, sun still shining . It was quite a warm day so I just had my mini skirt on and short top on which exposed my nipples as I never wear a bra. I didn’t wear knickers either as I enjoyed the wind blowing through my thighs. Anyway, I was enjoying the pretty nature within the wood and the sound of the birds cheeping . When suddenly I heard this noise deeper in the woods so I quietly crept towards where the noise was coming from. As the. " I'm sorry I didn't..." It's what I wanted. I had fun." Well ... We better get in gear. You got your outfit?" Of course."They showered separately, L ordering a sandwich platter to split while Marianne showered and Marianne signed for it, winking at the slim older man of Mexican extraction gazing raptly at her body dressed in a school girl uniform of short tartan skirt and white buttoned shirt tied under her breasts. L's uniform had a navy blue skirt, but they looked too sexy to fret over. Stepping backward, he pulls his cock from her yearning mouth. Standing up in shock, he attacks her tits once more. Pushing her backward with his body until her back presses against the bench, he places his hands either side of her body, forcing her to bend backward. Grabbing her hips, he encourages her to sit on the bench. Pulling her panties from her legs as she slides backwards, he runs his hands up and down her legs. Calves, thighs, all smooth in his hands. Working his way up to her ass, her.