. i dont know his future goals, my aussie instincts kicked in i yelled out HEY! and caught the guy of guard enough for the woman to break free from hi... grasp the guy took a knife to me and swung it at me i went in to disarmhim and managed to come out on top with just a minor cut to my chest nothing serious the guy got upand ran away before i could take any more action but at least the girl was safe.I approached the girl to ask if she was alright but was stopped dead in my tracks once i caught a. I didn't know if I was relieved or disappointed. Why the fuck had I stopped him? How often did chances like this come along? I could have pretended to myself that he'd taken me by force. That it hadn't been my fault.We stared at one another for a few seconds, and then he slowly nodded. It was as if he could see the confusion registered in my face. And the need...His hands dropped to his waist and he slowly begin to unbuckle his belt. I watched silently, like a rabbit caught in the glare of. It was still a bit chilly in the shade but as soon as I stepped into the sunny patches it was nice enough to go for a walk.So I strolled along the sunniest path I had discovered so far. It led to one of the meadows. This one was on a shallow hill and bordered by a thick hedge. I had never ventured much further. Today I just stopped to sip at my coffee, then I walked on. The ground was soft under my feet, the long grass brushed my naked legs. Smiling I closed my eyes and turned my face towards. First was foundation, next came blush and an assortment ofother cosmetics. Everything from eye shadow, eye liner, multiple coatsof mascara, blush, and of course a ruby red lipstick to match Mary'sown. I remember feeling the mascara wand drag through my eyelashes overand over and seeing them stretch longer and fuller than before. Thefeeling of the blush brush as soft as the softest fleece blanket softlytouch my face as she spread the rouge over my "high cheekbones" as sheput it. Lastly was the.