I watched them fall, crumble, and break. I heard them call out for me. They screamed, they cried, they whispered with their last dying breath. One voi...e stood out from the rest, for I had never heard the sorrow and the pain from which my name was screamed, the last voice of my family, the strongest one. You crushed them, you broke them, it was the first time they had ever failed. You left them where they fell, broken, mangled, dead. You left me there looking at them, staring at them for days. I. We both came pretty quickly. I rolled back on my back, and he turned to lie on my chest, he kissed me on the lips for the first time. He was a damn good kisser, and I decided he could stay in my bed.If he kept the edge of my horniness blunted, he was more than welcome. I had no problems fucking him and had enjoyed his penetration of me the night before. It was a shame he didn’t have tits.He chuckled, “I have no problem sharing a nice set of tits and a cunnie with you, my love.”I grinned and. .Debbie also had to work and mad me give her my class ring, which she wore around her long neck that night. Debbie had promised not to go off on Tina but instead flaunted my ring with her top two buttons undone and my ring dangling between her two small pushed up tits. Once Tina recognized the ring, she wanted to talk to me in the cooler but I denied her request with the silent treatment. Everyone at work knew what had happened, thanks to Debbie and they too gave her silence most of the night.. She decided to do a little extra on her school uniform on this simple mission. She had obtained a small fine meshed bird net from a merchant a few months earlier during a weekend pass. She had carefully reworked it so she could wear it like a poncho. On it she had tied strips of various green colored strips of cloth, this allowed her to blend into the brush and wood nearly as well as her camo skills. The instructor, Weria Greenwood was impressed and wanted to know were she had learned this.