You call to me – is it encouragement? A question? I raise my hand to block it. This moment is as serious as any religious ceremony and it demands co...plete silence and passivity from you, complete dedication from me. Soon I am naked, bathed only in this perfect loving light. I lift my hands sinuously, high over my head, then bring them down, caressing my body with the light. I stroke my neck, cup my breasts and stretch my nipples. Then my hands flow over my stomach and hips until both meet in. "But I need to know where to look." my frustration leaks out at her as well, but Anastasia is used to getting things done.She takes Godiva by the shoulders and gives her a hug. Hitting my forehead with my palm, Now why didn't I think of that. I am so used to force, I have forgotten what a little kindness can do."Diva, you heard her, she saved Maggie, she can bring Gwen back too." She says gently to the older woman. "Please, think, where are they taking her?"Godiva, sniffles a little, takes a. The humans all huddled inside the canvas covered wagons and sealed them up as best they could. With pemmican, jerky, water, and chamber pots at the ready, all we could do was wait it out. John took the storm somewhat better than Elizabeth did, she spent every moment she could in my lap. OK, I admit it. Elizabeth was becoming a "Daddy's Girl." She even held my hand while she used the chamber pot.It was a relief when the storm was finally over, and it was a bigger relief when Joe and Running Fox. “Yeah, go ahead,” he growled. “Stick your tongue out.” He fell, by habit, into something he’d said before, but to his much older wife, when she did that. “I wouldn’t want that thing in my mouth either!”He realized with a start, how inappropriate that kind of thing was, and let go of her. She hadn’t even noticed his sexual innuendo. She was still laughing at how uncomfortable she had made him feel. Then she felt a twinge of conscience at needling him, and stepped back. He was poised for flight,.