Her husband is old and I could see that she thinks you are beautiful." I am glad someone thinks I am beautiful, but I will stay away from her if that ...s what you want," I assured them.We stopped by the holy man's hut and introduced ourselves and asked if he would consider marrying us. Owl Feather said he would be glad to marry us, but I needed to meet with him for a few minutes first.I stayed for the interview, and the girls went to find a place to camp. Owl Feather asked me a few questions. You protected yourself and us really well." "But... didn't you want to keep everyone from knowing we exist?" "Not necessarily. Lots of outsiders already know we exist. They seem more interested in keeping the people we need from learning about us, than we are of flying under the radar. You might have done us a favor. You cast us in a more positive light than our enemies do. We've been exposed many times in the past. Many men have caught on and tried to convince their governments to stop us. But. I kept massaging her tits and pinching & rolling her hard nipples & I could feel her hands searching up my shirt and gently, softly caressing my torso, up and down, up and down. For five minutes we stayed making-out, feeling each other up, getting heated now and impassioned. I heard little cries and whimpers coming from her and I realized she probably started getting wet and moist down there. I slipped my left-hand down into her low-slung hip jeans, while still massaging and pinching her teat. I looked forward to that part.She was an ex, but not by my choice. A free spirit, that’s what she called herself. ‘I’m a free spirit babe, I can’t be tied down. You knew this when we started.’ Even now, five years after that horrible day, she sat here in my house, dancing in my favorite chair. The chair that we had constantly fought over. We fought when I brought it home because she said it didn’t match anything and she liked to point that out any chance she got. We fought again when she was.