I looked up and saw that the woman in the blue dress was a black woman with straight hair. She stood about 5 foot 11. She was a little taller than me,...and kind of thick(not fat, but curvy). I also noticed she had a tattoo on her neck. I started to examine her tattoo - when suddey she dipped back and her butt went into my groin for a second. She was doing a certain dance where she would shake around for a couple seconds the dip her butt back. I was fortunate to be close to her when she started. She skimmed very slowly up his prick, from root to crown, and rubbed her thumb against the sensitive point where the thick prick-shaft flared out into the cockhead.She stroked again, then stopped moving and merely held his prick. She didn't want to take a chance by caressing him too firmly, because his cock felt so excited that she was afraid that he might come if she jacked him off steadily and the last thing that the girl wanted was to end this morning's fun with her hand.She was still. .no she is in the same..." Abigail paused for a moment lookingback towards the library. "...club as my Aunt."I didn't understand how her Aunt discovered I stopped eating red meat amonth or so before but decided to leave well enough alone. "Oh well it'strue, I am not really into red meat but that Tuna Fish sandwich looksnice."Abigail shyly found a comfortable spot next to me and placed a Tuna fishsandwich into my hands. It took no time for us to start chatting aboutschool, favorite movies and. I tried, unsuccessfully to ignore those sounds.I am so weary.Weary of killing, of sorrow and pain. Its a warriors lot of course, but that need not mean I enjoy it. All my family and most of my friends lay dead or enslaved due to the Saxon invader. I had seen the axe blows that cleaved their bodies. Buried the sun bloated stinking frames of what was once a living person. Held intestines in my hands as the person cried out, scared to die.As the tears flowed from my eyes, I passed it off to the.