The others in the camp were already abed and she hoped the Moor would be gone in the morning because she was ashamed to look him in the eye after her ...readful behavior in the forest.With the early morning’s light, a small group of farmers and sheep herders from the higher regions came into their camp and asked for water and some bread. Since they had plenty of both, they shared it with a blessing on all present within hearing distance. The friar was on his clerical high horse quoting psalm and. " Ye-es." Now, when I'm with him it hurts too." Same sort of hurt?" No, not really. It's more a frustrated feeling that I can't show him my love even more but there is also the dread of leaving him: just for a short while or overnight or for the day. Yesterday, when I came in to change after the ride I was in a complete frenzy to get back to him. I changed in a flash and then realised I'd been too quick and he wouldn't expect me back so soon so I ran round like a headless chicken and was short. Enough of philosophy, but she looked like a goddamn porn star. (Body like that of Kayden Kross actually). She was quite friendly with my mom since we were her new neighbors. Anyways so I used to spend quite a lot of time in her house since I was friends with her older son (kind of). I was pretty much in love with her since day one; I remember going to her house just a glimpse of her pear shaped ass and her lovely round tits. She was quite modern, in fact she used to wear tight fitting jeans. I managed to get through the day, with the help of myfriends who kept an eye on me and made sure I was where I wassupposed to be.Finally I got home, and quickly washed all the things that I'dmanaged to get dirty over the past couple of days. I sat thinking,trying to work out what I could do. I knew there was no way I couldtell my parents, my Dad would beat me again and my Mum would justignore what I said and keep such a close eye on me I wouldn't be ableto do anything. I thought there must be.