“ Sorry Jenny, i gave you a bit of a shock, i knew you wouldn’t be far away, Max beat you to it”. Max lifted his head when he heard his name, th...n curled up again. “Looks like this rain is in for a while, pull up a bale” Poor Jenny, she was soaked through, skirt, tights and jacket all dripping wet.I pulled a hay bale over closer to the one I was using, and she sat down, she’d taken off her jacket and hung it on a nail to let it drip, her sweater was wet too, i could see where the rain had found. Sara was an average fourteen year old, she was about 5 foot 4 with dirty blonde hair that hung around her shoulder blades and piercing blue/grey eyes. Her skin was snow white, and her hair kept darkening with age. She was very slender with curves that were FINALLY developing and a 32 B cup on her chest. She tapped her knee impatiently in the back of the church as she listened to the preacher drone on. And so, He continued, Jacob worked another seven long years for Rachael- Does anyone really. ”“The old saying ‘correlation is not causation’, or in classical terms, a «post hoc, ergo propter hoc» error in logic.”“This ‘vibe’ as you call it, can you control it?”“Only by suppressing my natural social style and personality, and that’s hard work.”“You could be taught cognitive techniques to make it easier, though I suspect you would object because your natural style is very effective for business.”“Not just business, but for making friends and converting people to my viewpoint.”“Traits. My tempo picked up a little.Susan stood watching us for a while. A bright red flush crept up her neck and colored her cheeks and I could hear her breathing becoming ragged and uneven.Susan spoke to Sandy, "So, what are you doing Sandy?"Sandy replied in a shaking voice, "Playing."Susan said, a little sharply, I know you're playing, but what are you playing with?" I'm playing with my cunt, I'm playing with my wet slut cunt, is that what you wanted to hear?" Sandy said, her hand speeding up quite.