Some enterprising souls had produced and published Wasteland Survival guides, and Jenny did own one of these, but there wasn't really any practical ad...vice on farming in it. In fact, it wasn't a lot of use for anything – there wasn't really much in there that she hadn't already learned as a c***d, and some “facts” were totally untrue. She could write a better guide herself, and had often thought about doing so, but she couldn't do it herself. She had never in all her years of scavving found a. Although our friendship was far from being repaired, Julie was a little less belligerent towards me. Safely ensconced in my home, Amy gave me a greeting hug and surveyed my red rimmed eyes. ‘Crying again?’ she asked with compassion and I told her the entire story and included all the details. Amy gazed at me with sympathy and hugged me with tenderness as I blubbered on her shoulder. ‘Jessica, you have a lot to learn about life but…’ and she paused for dramatic effect. ‘How are your grades?’. I got in to find Hazel sliding into the back seat from the other side. We met in the middle. Jim slid in beside me as George sat beside Hazel. Luckily, it was a big car with bench seats. So, even though we were sitting very close to one another in the back seat, we not too badly cramped. Jeff started the engine and we pulled out of the civic center parking lot. Jim put his arm up around my shoulders to give us a bit more room. George did the same for Hazel. The strangeness of the situation was. He came out looking for me and i called him over "i was going to go in mine? but this will do, haha." i purposely bent over in the skirt to unlock the passenger side. it'd taken him about 5 minutes over break to come out, so i said "if we're going to do this we've got to be quick and careful" (baring in mind i was parked right in the front of the building) he grabbed my hand and forced my head down on his cock and said "haha, you slut. obviously this is what you want" i'd only just become.