Few live now to see even their first full season of battle. By the time my beloved master, 'Old Venial', died three years ago, about only 1 in 5 young...scouts would survive past 'training' and less than half of those would complete their first year of duty. Now I think the odds are even slimmer, of the 20-odd young scouts I personally trained last year only one is still at his duties. I try not to think about it, despair only gives the evil spirits strength so that I might hear their words. This. This time we were outside.Annie came outside and brought some wardrobe with her. Mom had left for work barely thirty minutes earlier. We had the run of the place for hours. I had mapped this out in my head for a few weeks now. I gave Annie the breakdown of what we were doing for this set of photos. She followed my lead as though I was running the show. I was hoping she let me.I’d switched on the GoPro the instant I heard Annie open the side door.I detailed what we’d shoot first.The sheets were. I looked at it, then i looked up at him, I pointed to the bulge, and asked, i did that?! looking all surprised. yes you did, don’t deny it! oh, i’m sorry, i said, and pouted some more, i so wanted to burst out laughing but held it in. lift up your skirt, he commanded. my skirt?! i asked, pretending to be surprised and a little shocked, oh, ok, i said and lifted it up, showing him my shaved pussy, no undies. i held it off me, spread my pretty legs a little and looked up at him. see! he. Just watch Sansa and enjoy the sensations we give you, sister.” It was the first time Zoe had been called “sister.” It sent a warm feeling to her pussy that she couldn’t ignore. She was still somewhat conflicted about doing this with Tom in the room, but she finally nodded to Chloe. Chloe pulled down Zoe’s shirt and started sucking one of Zoe’s nipples while playing with the other with her hand.With Chloe leaning over her tits, Zoe now had a good view of Sansa. The hot red head was impaled on.