They picked a careful passage across the River Forth and the marshland, or 'carse', that surrounded it and rode southwest, over the Campsie Hills and ...irectly towards Dun Barton.They were met as the neared the great Dun Barton rock itself, a company of men riding out to enquire who they were and what their business was. The men eyed them suspiciously until they explained that they were new come from cleansing Fife of Saxons and that they were in fact the King of Dalriada and the Lord of Loarne.. "I am sorry," Mercy's Mother said while giving her a hug."Why? It was me who did those awful things to her." Because I didn't prepare you enough. I actually believed it would beenough what they taught you in Sex Ed. I was wrong." I haven't really listened to it. You know. Back then. On the femaleside of things." Come on. Let me get you a new cup of hot chocolate and then we talk." About what?" About what I should have told you weeks ago. The talk. From mother todaughter."Mercy winced, but after. I walked towards her, “Hey Allison, what’s up?”“From the look of your pants, I’d say ‘You are!’”I must’ve looked perplexed, because she said a direct quote from that story, “What’s the matter, afraid to sleep in the same bed as your older sister?”“I – I guess not, Allison. You sure are pretty.”“That’s not the line, I expected you to say,” she delivered, rubbing her finger across her lips.Damn, what’s ... oh yeah, “Jeez, Allie — what a thing to say to a poor horny 17-year-old, who broke up with. With his penis inside my pussy…and he on me. i have to bear his weight until he gets sleep. early morning he wakes me up…wherever, whether in kitchen..or in bathroom or on floor..he starts fucking..i am used like an animal…I hate this life…..” she continued crying…god what is this…u have given me a beautiful lady in front of me ..I can have sex with her now..but along with that u have given a tragedy story with it…now should I console her or ask to have sex with me…?I was in utter in confusion.