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290%u201cMe, Ken. I will be your new friend and I%u2019ll help you through this sad time.%u201d%u201cWhy?%u201d He asked.%u201cWhy not?%u201d She replied.He smiled.%u201cThere. I think I just saw sunlight break through your gloom,%u201d she said and touched his smiling lips. %u201cYou mind you don%u2019t break your face with that lovely smile.%u201dThey were quiet again for a while.%u201cI was here once picking flowers and something odd and amusing happened. Would you like to hear?%u201d She said.%u201cIs it something naughty?%u201d%u201cYes. I guess it is.%u201d%u201cGo on then.%u201d He replied.%u201cI was picking flowers out there in the middle,%u201d she said pointing. She moved her hand to the right. %u201cThe edge of the field joins with the Mill pond over there. I heard a horse neighing and saw a lovely woman with it. She lay down at the edge. I crawled across the field and was amused by what she was doing.%u201dHe was caught in her story. %u201cGo on.%u201d%u201cShe was lying down like this.%u201d Jasmine said as she lay herself down onto the short grass. %u201cShe had riding breeches on and slid them down.%u201dKen watched as Jasmine pulled down imaginary breeches. And then pulled her dress up.%u201cI saw her knickers and her hand go into them.%u201d She told him demonstrating. %u201cAfter a while she took the breeches off and slid down her knickers.%u201dJasmine slid her knickers down until her pubic hair was showing. The Devil Drops By