Becky.”Vanessa said, “She’s 14?”“Just turned 15.”Gregory handed his cell to me. There was a single photo of a young girl with a red welt a...ross her chin and cheek. “He slapped her.”Pilar and Walker and Gregory were staring at us. Anger at the rat-fuck father. Concern for Becky. Curiosity about what we would do.Vanessa placed her palm on the back of my hand and spoke quietly, “Bear.”I nodded, “That’s where we’ll have lunch. Today.”Vanessa said, “I’ll call him, make sure he’ll be in.”I moved to. ”“I think you’re quite a bullshitter, Clark, but a nice bullshitter.”“On the contrary, I’m being completely honest with you.”“I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings. It’s just that I’m kind of nervous. I hope you understand.”“I understand completely.”“You don’t have any insanity in your family, do you?”“You mean besides my father’s Superman fetish and my own pregnancy fetish? I don’t think so. I’m also physically healthy and don’t have any sexually transmittable diseases. What about. It was a hot summer day. Randy wore a little pair of denim cutoffs, white socks, hiking boots and a black tank top. She looked spectacular! I had on denim shorts, white socks, sneakers and a t-shirt. We walked around for a while, talking and sometimes holding hands. Eventually we found our way off the path and sat down by a big tree. It didn't take long for us to start making out and some heavy petting. We stroked each others' legs, and I also played a bit with her fabulous tits over her shirt.. There was a bed in one corner, but that was all besides some pegs in the wall to hang things on, and a bucket with a lid. A blanket and a comforter were folded up on the bed. Spartan was the first word that came to mind on seeing all of this. Fifteen minutes or so went by before the Castellan returned."Master Teige will see you shortly before the evening meal. I will have a bucket of water and a basin brought up so you can wash up from your trip," he informed us. A short time later, another man.