Once again, my shot proved true, I suppose this would be considered lucky but under my circumstances, barely so. I built a fire and skinned the squirr...l, my mouth already bitter from anticipating the rodent meat. So far I’d managed to avoid diseased animals, but how long that would last I was cynical of. As I roasted the mongrel, I heard a soft sound in the distance. It sounded like song, but not what usually came from the birds around here. I felt curious, but I was also hungry. The sound. And like all men he was clueless , I wasn’t crying because he had a wife and kids , I was crying for the fact that I wanted him more now and somehow this taboo was making more sense in my head than what was right. That thought of what to do was making me cry.After some consoling by , I made a pact with him that since we were both adults and needed affection and sex sometimes we could help each other as adults, but outside we were to maintain our distance. Also I told him that he will not force. He had big blanket where two people can accumulate easily. Those days are full moon day. Moon light falling very clearly on the earth. Sharp at midnight some giggling and moaning sounds are listen to my granny. She woke up and opens the window and saw outside. What she seeing there. My g’pa cot was vibrating. and some woman moaning sounds from there aaaaahhhhhhaaaaaa…….babugaru……..inka kavali……..pettandi…..joruga……. (my lord fuck me hard hard). She stood and came out. Open the blanket .She. She also picked out a couple of leopard print tank tops, one pink and one light blue. She grabbed some bra’s and panties and grabbed my hand. “Follow me Rob, I need your advice.” I said I couldn’t go in the changing room with her. I was a little timid as I thought the sales lady might notice my age and object. Angela feigned perturbance and frowned. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the changing rooms. The sales lady looked about 35 and Angela looked her right in the eye, “I need my.