Panic and anxietyare never helpful. I keep telling myself that. But at the moment Idon't want to leave the stall in the ladies room. Abby keeps textin...me, wondering where I am, and I keep ignoring her texts.I was so sure of myself earlier, especially after Abby did her magicand I saw the results in the mirror."Not bad, if I do say so myself," Abby said. Not bad was anunderstatement. A curling iron was a magic wand in her hands. She hadpulled some of my hair into a braid in the back and curled. She turned to my side and started kissing me like a animal. I too kiss her wildly. We transfer our saliva and use to suck each other tongue. While kissing I was pressing her boobs and pinching her nipples and she was pressing my dick hard.After a long smooch I reached her boobs and started sucking them like a animal. I was biting her nipples and sucking her boobs and she was pressing my head and with other she was trying to insert full boob in my mouth. I was pressing other boob and she was. If that hadn't occurred, we had a back-up plan, available. So, you see girls, I knew all along, what was happening. I had thought about it so long, that, when it finally happened, I felt no jealousy, or ambivalence... That's not completely true... That first night he spent with you two, was pretty tough for me, but as I lay there, picturing what the three of you were doing, I saw that it was the right thing to be doing, and that ended my only bout with jealousy."But, Maggie..." I know, Sean.. So, even though their practice was to ride with two soldiers on a mount, each Troop normally took to the field with double the number of khimeran that they needed. After pushing halfway across the Plains from their barracks near the Wall, these Troops were down to less than seventy mounts per unit. A third Troop, with even fewer khimeran than the first two was making its way up the road, trickling in over the nighttime hours. Those soldiers were leading their mounts on foot, lanterns in hand..