They rested and did a little talking but then she was back at it. It seemed like she couldn’t get enough love making and when Steve told her it was ...reat but suggested they should get some sleep. She cuddled with him and saw that he fell asleep before she did.At the clinic the next day a man appearing to be in his middle twenties walked in and said he wanted to talk to Steve. The man, Doug Hastings was the Iraqi war vet his wife had mentioned yesterday.In talking to the man Steve could see that. She quivered and dithered, clamping them together, looking from left to right helplessly. “Charlotte. You're like a deer caught in the headlights. Do get me the cakes darling. I'm fucking ganting for you to put something sweet and sticky in my mouth.” Alain was fascinated by the floor show. He knew David of old and had seen him perform similar scenes with some beauties in here. But this one took the blue ribbon of babes. She was the Rolls Royce of rides for sure. Not a lot of miles on the clock. This was what I had been waiting for. I pulled out a kitchen match and started the fire. He was not amused until I explained to him why I had done it this way.“Vince, there is absolutely no reason why you can’t carry at least three different fire-starting methods on you. In fact, in the field, more is better when it comes to survival.” I then showed him the flint and steel that I carry with my multitool. The second flint and steel that is part of the design of my paracord bracelet. The butane. He stepped up to her, lifted her easily and carried her to the bed, and put her down on it. Smiling, she turned and crawled on all fours to the center of the bed. Looking back at him, she reached back and fingered herself, pulling a finger away with a stand of her juice still attached, her blonde hair cascading around her face. Smiling seductively, she then used two fingers to hold herself open for him. “Ya babe, look out the window. It’s dark, but by the street light you can see it’s snowing..