"So tell me why you didn't come to me," my mother asked me softly."Oh mom," I spun around and wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face agai...nst her hips."So, so," she consoled me stroking my hair."Why didn't you come to me? Didn't you think that I would have shown you?"Surprised I lifted my head and looked up at her."You... you would?" Sure. What's the big thing? You are curious about girls, that's natural. It's just that I think it's a bit early, but kids grow up much faster. I realized the screaming was coming from me.I pulled his head up to look into his dead, staring eyes and my thumbs came together ... just to be sure.The next thing I knew I was staring up at the ceiling of an ambulance, my world was awash with pain. A face came into view and when the eyes of that face locked with mine, they widened in horror. I thought I heard some loud Tagalog, but it was difficult to discern as that annoying shrieking scream was back.The attendant popped the cap off a syringe. He reached down her leg, pulling the long habit up, pushing it around her waist. His hands ran smoothly over her thigh, moving up over her hip and down along her waist as they kissed.He gently on to her, rolling her onto her back, and climbing on top of her, still fully clothed. Her legs spread wider; she could feel the warmth building in her pussy, wanting him deep inside her. Lucy reached down to his crotch, unzipping his fly and undoing the button on his jeans. He responded eagerly, lifting. That night they had a rousing "going home" celebration with sex and talk and sex until the wee hours of the morning. In fact, they woke up with barely time to eat breakfast and make it to the train station on time. The train left at 6:42 AM, only 15 minutes late, which was early for that train, if the truth be told.Annie had compromised on her gun situation. She found that she felt absolutely naked without one gun in her reticule and her Derringer with the shotgun load in her boot. As it turned.