..A feeling of despondency swept over him, as much as he enjoyed Freda's company he had no illusions about what she would or would not do in his absen...e. Then he thought, well if Freda can fuck around so can I...As he walked towards the bed he was stripping. Within minutes he was lying flat on the bed and Heather was on top of him, her lips fastened to his and the heat of her body melting into his, her bosom with its firm bullet like nipples drilling into his chest, was more than any man could. But at least to my untrained eye, Vicky's isn't that far behind." Nae, 'tis not," Jason smiled as he slipped his dirk back in its sheath. "The lassie kin take lots a' pride in her first try. My first blade hangs on my livin' room wall, an' 'tis nae as pretty as hers." Vicky, do you still make knives?" Aaron asked as he handed the dirk back to her."That's the only one I've ever made start to finish, but I occasionally go over and help Jason out with some things," she shrugged as she put the. ”“I’m seven years older than you. Jesus.”She felt him move back so there was a gap between them and she rolled over.“What?”“You’re so young. I should go.”“Why?” Her voice was beginning to sound angry.“Because you're a kid and I'm too old for you. Plus, I'm not good news eef, you should stay away.”She moved quickly and before he had a chance to react she straddled his hips and pushed on his chest so he lay flat on the bed. He looked up at her in surprise but didn’t touch her.“Don’t.” Her voice. Gary approached Grif about that, since initially Jesse Hawkins' father, a long-time mutual friend of theirs, now a Master Guide with his own lodge, had left Gary with only Assistant Guides to take care of his hunters. Gary didn't care to get involved in the actual guiding of the hunters, and asked Grif to take over that part. In doing so, Grif had hunters lined up to guide for the Spring Bear Season.That thought saddened Grif a little, thinking of how Tracy wanted revenge on her bear. Gary gave.