Ever-so-slowly, he eased into a crouch and raised his spear. His throw was good. The rat thing squealed and fell.Back at his camp, Logan skinned the c...eature with his rock knife and speared the body to cook over the fire. The guts he wrapped up in the hide. Tomorrow he would use the innards as bait for the next unwary predator. Just one more hide should be enough to stitch a small bag together with his bone needle and braided leaf fiber.There were failures as well. Blackwood branches proved too. . you know), so up the stairs we went.The outside of the house made it look bright but slightly scuffed, likea sunny day with a sandstorm blowing through at noon. The insidelooked flat and gray, with small islands of smoky color, contributed bythe little resident artist hanging from my back, on the walls.Carrying the girls up the stairs was an arduous task, and a littlewarning light appeared in my field of vision to let me know that boy-oh-boy was I carrying a lot of weight, but I took it slow. I sat down at an empty bench in the car park. He looked out the window and saw me.I had already decided he was not going to fuck her. If he fucked her he would carry on fucking her and never bother with me again.And I hadn't put up with all this shit for nothing.He came out of the pub.He looked annoyed. But not furious like before."I'm going home."He said to me.We walked up the road together. He kicked a fence post and smashed a solar light in someone's front garden. I said nothing and we. She told me that she really appreciated how helpful I was being. And then she gave me a big hug. I held her totally naked body in my arms for just a moment, feeling her soft breasts pressing against my chest and her naked pussy pressing against the bulge in my pants. And as she pulled away, I let my hand drift down to the round cheek of her ass. She held the size 6 panties out to me. “Now help me get into these.” I knelt in front of her and held the panties open for her to step in. I pulled.