She told us that apparently it was just her. As a little girl she found out quite by accident that if she masturbated just before going fishing, peed ...on her worm, and them rubbed it on her clit that she could catch a fish every time.We had run out of time for the day but we thanked her, made a date for the next day, and took our fish home to our mothers to cook.Sure enough the next day Amanda was waiting for us to arrive. That day she was wearing a bikini that our mother’s wouldn’t be caught. ” she railed.“Sister Martha,” the old crow chided.“Madam how can you eschew that of which you know nothing?” I asked.“I have see the pain of childbirth many times,” she said.“And never known the delight of a good cockstaffing, that is no basis for debate,” I taunted.“Oh very well, the new novices await you,” she conceded.I went to their dormitory. It hit me like a fist, they were so young. “Are they of age?” I queried.“Why yes, it is you who have grown old,” she taunted.“I am but thirty six,”. I watched her ass sway as she walked towards the bed stand quickly, picking up the phone."What?" she said into it, spreading her legs wide for me on the bed as I sat down next to her. I could hear a male voice on the other line, but it was garbled slightly and all I could understand came from what Eliza said."They did what? Are you sure?" she said, then paused to listen for a moment."Jesus, this is going to be all sorts of damage control isn't it. Well, have you picked them all up yet?"Another. "She sobered up immediately. "Yes you are and I love you." She kissed him gently.She soon had the marzipan finished."You'll have to leave that to set," said Steven. "Leave the icing until tomorrow. Later on today though you need to paint it all with white of egg." Why?" It stops the almond oil in the marzipan leeching through the icing and staining it." Golly," she said, "your mother taught you well. There's none of that in the cookery book."On Sunday morning she added the icing without any.