She was literally folded in half now, andfeeling very happy about it. She repeated the process,but this time, folded herself up from her feet, sliding...he bottom half up to the top of her head. Whoo hoo!This just might work, and she enthusiasticallycontinued folding herself up like a letter, over & overagain, for the large envelope she had left near thedoor. She found she had to keep stretching herself outflatter between folds, in order to accommodate the nextfold. What an incredible feeling,. "My man is not a poet, but he is all I can ask for in a man. There is one thing I would like for you to do, dear one." What's that?" he asked."Please promise me you will never try to become a poet. There are some things that are out of the grasp of Jesse Morgan. Poetry is one of them." Well, in that case I guess you will have to settle for me to be near perfect. Can you do that?" He reached over and squeezed her inner thigh."If you will just make wild passionate love to me when we get back to. I felt her breath on my face, and her breasts brushing mine, and thought of the times Kyle and I had made love like this -- with me in Naomi's position, of course. My mind went blank.Finally I was free to don the baby-doll and we went back down the hall to the sitting room. After what I'd just gone through, posing wasn't difficult at all. Even when we got to the G-string and half-bra set, which was much racier than I had originally planned on. I just followed Naomi's instructions and listened. It was getting dark quickly as the creeper stopped. As the illumination provided by the sun slowly disappeared the lone man took out some food and water and started to eat and drink. Within minutes he was on his way again. Slowly creeping forward, always moving toward the noise filled encampment of soldiers. The men in the camp had no idea that they were being stalked and once in place their stalker would choose one of them to die. But for now they were celebrating their minor victory of.