“I need to burn my parents bodies and find my fathers sword! I’ve waited long enough and now I’m strong!”“That you are, I can’t deny. It�...�s a dangerous trip!” Her face concerned.My look was stubborn, I wasn’t actually asking for permission.“Let me gather some things, can you ready Polia?” Polia was Cari’s grey horse.Soon after we set off. I rode Polia with Cari behind me, her arms wrapped around my torso.She guided me where to go and soon my village was on the horizon. Small plums of smoke rose. Never has Samantha felt comfortable around her. It wasn't that she hated her; it was just that she felt inferior to her. Samantha didn't have a very strong self-image of herself. I did my best to encourage her and to love on her, but you just can't get past some things."Hi Julie" I say as I rolled down the window."Oh Paul!" she bubbles breathlessly. "I was at the funeral and didn't get a chance to talk to you. I am so sorry for your loss. How are you doing?" I'm doing fine. Not much to tell. I. Her legs went to either side of my hips and found my morning arousal standing tall. "Oh my, you naughty boy, you, that thing has a mind of its own."As she said that, she canted her hips to catch the tip of me in her center and pushed, sliding me deep into her. She let out a groan as she embedded herself on me. "Oh yeah, that's the way to start the day."Margaret said, "Why you cheeky little tart, you're riding on my gift for the night. The least you can do is to share him."Sheena was now posting. All I can do is try to be here for you and Cassie."The topic of conversation changed, and the two talked at length about Mr. Schmidt as a child. Then Jason's grandmother talked about her own childhood. She went even further back in time as she talked about their distant relatives. Jason spent the next several hours listening to his grandmother's detailed account of the Schmidt family history. For the first time in his life he was ready to look back into the past and assess where he had come.