Since we couldn’t both completely cover ourselves he asked me to turn to my side and he also turned with his crotch near my ass. He put his hand on ...y waist gripping me with his muscular hands casually. I could sense his breath on my neck and feel the heat of his whole body on me. I felt a good relief from the cold. I dint think that guys could turn on each other. Now his breath grew closer near my neck and was making strange feelings in me. He grew closer with his hands small beard pricking me. It was afternoon before he found her, panting and unable to rise.He slit her throat with his knife. Then he gutted her, ate her liver, and staggered off carrying her in the direction he thought would lead him home. Sick and burdened, he made poor time. Towards evening, well before he expected to get home, he found people. They were strangers, though. They were unlike his people or anyone else he had ever met.They took the doe from his back and led him to their camp. By this time, the fever had. "Becky's eyes bugged out. "WIFE?! Who the bloody hell said anything about mebeing somebody's wife?" Quiet! Venomous viper vixen that slithers and slinks to the tune of yourevil demon master!" shouted a man on horseback.Becky fell silent pondering what had just occurred. 'Why should that boyassume I was the wife of...who did he say? Godfred? Who's he? It sostrange, people dressed like knights ridding horses, nothing lookingslightly familiar, and where's Holly and Hermione? They'd figure a way. As I stumbled over a crack in the sidewalk, I reached out with my right hand. Being in my pants pocket at the time, I came across the note Bev had given me. I pulled it out and looked at it. I turned it up and down and sideways but I couldn't figure out what the picture was that she had written over. I moved over to a utility pole with a lamp on it and stood under the light.Gil Watkins was probably going to be pissed the next time he cracked open his Playboy. Bev had probably gone right to the.