I inhaled the acrid fumes as I pulled Kofryna’s sketch from my back pocket. I was sure that I had followed them correctly but there didn’t seem to...be any way down to the sea. There was a little scribble about where I was standing on the roughly drawn map. I turned the paper around and examined it more closely.It looked like a capital ‘W’. I looked about and wondered was it some sort of marker. At first glance nothing stood out but as my eyes wandered back past a small overgrown patch of. As usual comments are appreciated as they all help me to improve mywriting abilities.Thank you all,- - -The mirror on the wall sees all and hides nothing.- - -He comes again looking sad and seems to have lost his way and allinterest in life as themirror on the wall reflects all in his room.She comes again looking happy and contented with her life, happy withinherself as themirror on the wall reflects all in her room.- - -He Standing in his bedroom the one door of the wardrobe is. He teasingly played around my labia time and again and then untensed his tongue to softly lick all the way down between my clit and increasingly dampening opening. Of course I felt embarrassed and odd having someone else at my pussy for the first time in my live. (Well of course I have spread my legs for other women before - gynecologist yuck - but that is not something any girl wants to think about during her sex debut) I didn't want him to stop, dug my hands deep inside his long, brown hair. I had been ready to slink out like the wimp she thought me. Now, that was no longer an option. I threw a twenty on the bar, stood, turned, and walked around to where my detractors were making fun of me.They didn't notice me immediately, staring at them, as they continued laughing. Then they did, notice me that is."Rueben! Wha..." said Jemima. I remained silent, but not wimpy silent, but angry silent."Oh what? You're going to cry," said Jemima. Her boyfriend smirked his contempt but offered no.