”“Good. She sends me out. I don’t like what I see. Two men. They look a little out of place. They are wearing too many clothes as you’d expect...of men concealing weapons. They are too wary. I come back and tell Ellen my suspicions. What then?”“She tells us what’s going on and then she goes out far enough to take control of them,” Jake said.“Sounds good to me,” Boris said. “She moves close enough to take control of them. She reads them to find out if they really are the opposition, what their. Let me trace the outline of your right breast, beginning with that absolutely delicious underside (I know it's one of your special places, I can feel you squirm as your tummy rhytmically reaches up to my chest), then along the fold leading upwards to the armpit, where I linger to place a full kiss, then wander as slowly as I can to that destination we've both waited for: the nipple. I like to prepare it by beathing on it (and the deeper you breathe, the closer you'll bring it to my lips), then. It seemed like only a few minutes, but it must have been close to an hour before Mike and his team reached the two-rut that was as far as he and Ringo had come on the trail. From now until they turned around, they'd have to depend on Mark's knowledge and Cumulus' nose to find their way. With a touch of sadness, he called his team to a halt in a wide spot just before the two rut."How far do you want to go?" Mark called as he and his team eased past."I'd say let's go to Warsaw and settle the bet. Complaining of the cold just so you can warm me. Touch me, taste me, feel me, desire me, want me, so much that we burn with passion. So much that it aches. Tow drinks later and I’m in a backseat. One back seat later, we are at your front door. Now I’m stumbling to your bedroom, but how I knew were it was, I’ll never know. So I make your bed and lay down. Pretend I have every intention of sl**p. But my claws they gently run down your spine. They tickle lightly at your skin. So your eyes open..