"Ok, so who here has ever eaten a wild plant that they identified, picked, and ate?"Two hands shot up. One was an older woman. The other was a teenage... boy with thick glasses. Bryan nodded."Any of you ever raise an animal for food?" A few hands went up in the back: likely members of the local FFA chapter from the look of them."Any of you ever actually butcher said animal when done raising it?"All hands fell."Uh, is anyone squeamish enough that the thought of butchering is just too much?"Two. That's when heand I met. I was 7 at the time. Mom and I had already gone intohiding. We were being pursued by some relentless enemy. Doc's fiveassistants were disappearing, except for Johnny. We found him dead,after tracking the last transmission he sent. It was garbled, andfrantic. It said, 'Tell Doc I know who it is. They're looking for him,the worst of the worst. He's alive, and was hiding in plain sight allalong, but he disappeared again, and his people think we have him. Iwon't. She inwouldly thanked god the thin slit was clean as her tongue licked over and in to the pink flesh, knowing how much it would hurt and disappoint him she was resigned to keeping the pictures away from her father by any means.Lucy lounged back on the wall, her hips fully thrust out, her thighs wide as she savoured the licking tongue, she had seen videos of this but the real thing was incredible, her lustful pleasure made even better by the fact it was the little nerd of that family doing the. He replied quickly"Uhh yeah, well.... been doing the same thing for 5 years now,"looking downcast for a moment. "Oh hey, don't worry, after tonight youwon't have to worry about anything at all-your future is secured," sheremarked happily. "Cheers" she uttered as they clanked their two wineglasses together.But one thing Art noticed, now of all times, was that she had no ringson her fingers. "Say, pardon if this is rude, but do you happen to besingle, Ms. Harts?" She looked shocked for a moment,.