Nev is bouncing with anticipation. I believe we must be getting close. It is at our mid day meal that she notices a land mark from home."That tree. It... is so old we used to tell stories about it." Nev points to a tree. The tree is indeed old, it has a wide gnarled trunk. Lots of thick branches and seems to touch the sky, it is taller by far than any of the other trees around it. It is marked with lightning strikes because of that."We must be close." Nev says as she bounces up again, she can't. The enemy was up at a count of eight and Gloria closed with her again. Her face was a mess by this time. Blood was pouring out of the cut and threatening to obscure her vision. She still looked great, though with her golden hair and long muscular thighs and she was moving like a dream as she ducked and weaved and tried to keep the other girl on the hop.In a proper bout the fight would have been stopped and either the other girl disqualified or, if the butt were deemed an accident, Gloria. Just the way they looked at one another said more than words could ever as to what was yet to come. When the check came, Gene refused to accept any money from Jessica, she then excused herself and headed for the Ladies’ Room. When she faced the mirror, she shook her head at the image that was looking back at her, and smiled. She ran a shaky hand through her wavy, brown hair, reapplied her lipstick and decided that she was going to remove her panties, hoping that at some point Gene would find. You've used it to end a lot of girls delayed adolescence, to transform them into women. Not by taking hymens- but by 'giving' babies. A female isn't really a women until she's had a man's baby inside them. . That's the real innocence a woman has, a future. A future you seize control of and redirect to caring for your child. A process you found to be unstoppably addictive. It was time to kill Stephanie the girl, and create Stephanie the woman.You nuzzle the head of your weapon against her soft.