Sometimes she was a little too eager to have fun with another woman. I let her indulge herself too much.“Trying to talk to her about Xera,” she an...wered.“There's a problem?”Sophia shook her head. “My Queen, there is definitely something wrong between them. They're in love and—”I spun, my sword whisking out of its sheath as I stared into the woods. The hairs on my arms prickled, my eyes narrowing. I had heard something rustling out in the woods. Tall trees rose around us, the crimson light. A lanyard for the cards was agreed upon. Ellen tossed in that the lanyards should be the bi-colors of the individual teams. Bob agreed to have the lanyards made. Michael was asked to use a hole punch on his own CAP card and then see that it could still be read by the scanner. When he objected, pointing out the high risk of damaging the card, they settled on the use of clear plastic sleeves. Michael was also asked to work with Jean to make some kind of card to be used by the kids who did not yet. Even a short travel by bus could bring the needed results (i.e. studs). Hell, it wouldn't have done any good if a Good Samaritan neighbor would have 'updated' Dad or my sisters' husbands what we were all up to, as we all loved cock so much, and lots of it, that we weren't going to stop. So what?We used to sit most every afternoon on mom and dad's balcony, and Mom, always the first, started telling us about who she had fucked that day, describing the action in detail and ending with. Back then I wasn't called Lulu, there was no Lulu. I was Louise; a nineteen year old runaway getting by from moving from town to town, taking whatever I could and then moving onto the next" Oh poor little Lulu, always such a victim weren't you." Continued Lester in conversation with the recording. "Could never accept yourself for the dirty little whore you really were. Luckily when I find you I can make sure tha..."Lester's monologue was cut short by a sharp stab to the side of his neck. The.