As they both moved to a quieter spot, Mary tried rehearsing what she was going to say; in a revelation that would’ve probably shocked no one, she wasn’t particularly good at apologizing for her actions. Words cluttered up and jumbled together in her head, but eventually she got something sorted out and was about to speak, when Mar stopped her.

As she spoke, Mary just stared at her, disbelief slowly working across her face. [i]She’s apologizing to ME?![/i] She thought incredulously. She’d figured it’s been [i]her[/i] actions that’d upset the younger female…she [i]had[/i] let her own libido take the reins after all.

As Mar finished speaking a smirk that bled into a grin crept across Mary’s face as she hung her head forward and began to laugh. After a few false starts she got herself under control, and beamed up at Mar. “Fuck me running,” She chuckled. “You’re [i]apologizing[/i] to me?” Arching her back slightly to stretch, she shook her head, still smiling. “[i]That[/i] was why [i]I[/i] wanted to talk…I let myself get carried away, let my libido take over as it were. I was just looking to blow off some steam as the saying goes, and I didn’t really consider any consequences…”

The smile faded as she shook her head again. “Kid, you got nothing to feel bad for; Hell, if [i]I[/i] hadn’t ‘ve kept pushing you in that direction, things probably wouldn’t ‘ve gone the way they did. I forget that my attitudes on sex are a bit different than more ‘civilized’ folks.” There was a mischievous glint in her eye as she spoke the last line. Reaching into a pocket, she pulled out her ubiquitous flask and took a long pull of something that’d probably do a fair job as an industrial solvent. “Tell you what, let’s call [i]that[/i] night a wash and leave it at that. Next time, I’ll see if I can find you a nice Shree boy…or two?” She added, the smirk creeping back to her lips.